<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:11:03.709-06:00</updated><category term='concert'/><category term='special event'/><title type='text'>This and That</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-2616993378480917662</id><published>2006-11-25T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:25:52.370-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>It's funny how the world works sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; so concert last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Awesome concert as always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;finally got to see the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.myspace.com/theroyalmalcontents"&gt; Royal Malcontents&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; :) and if I spelled their name wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;seriously don't blame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways they were really good I liked them a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;after they were done Miriah got one of their shirts and I got a CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;their CD is actually just like a burned CD for $3 and it's awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took loads of pics too and Emily was there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but there wasn't any Harrison..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;although apparently Emily saw him at marching band and he's got a beard now lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we've come up with a theory that guys in college don't shave and we're betting it's true too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I took loads of pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="ljcut" text="oo look at the pretty pictures"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/IMG_0974CROP.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it looked awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;and yeah it is supposed to say Raise up Roof Beams..&lt;br /&gt;but it was hard to fit in the pic lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/IMG_0978.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Emily :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/IMG_1021.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this one looked cool..&lt;br /&gt;justin looked like he was eating it or something lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/IMG_1019.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another justin shot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/IMG_1004.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl in the pic is Kelly, she plays bass when Cj's not there...which is most of the time since he moved lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/IMG_0998.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Nathan of course ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/IMG_0984.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin, Nathan and some other guy who did stuff because harrison wasn't there..and I don't remember his name lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/IMG_09952.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this pic to be awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;there's another concert tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="ljcut" text="next concert?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/nov25flier.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that I do want to go to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it's my b-day :))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*hint* I want &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/DARIA-MTV-Storyboard-script-Is-It-College-Yet-RARE_W0QQitemZ250052997373QQihZ015QQcategoryZ18840QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem"&gt;this really badly&lt;/a&gt; so buy it for me *hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Meeeee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-2616993378480917662?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/2616993378480917662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=2616993378480917662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/2616993378480917662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/2616993378480917662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-funny-how-world-works-sometimes.html' title='It&apos;s funny how the world works sometimes'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/BeamsNOHARF/th_IMG_0974CROP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-116087993959434893</id><published>2006-10-14T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:39:09.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beause I don't think this stuff is supposed to go on my deviantART account</title><content type='html'>Update?&lt;br /&gt;why not.&lt;br /&gt;See, I think I'm only going to update when I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; like it, probably meaning not very often..but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;anyways;&lt;br /&gt;time for pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0786.jpg" alt="Casey and Kendal..I almost put Lindsay lol" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0788.jpg" alt="o.O them + a baloon :P" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0778.jpg" alt="Casey-wasey :P" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0783.jpg" alt="Christine and a balloon :)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0780.jpg" alt="O.o what cd's?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0795.jpg" alt="Yeah, We're having fun :D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0797.jpg" alt="I'm cool :D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0809.jpg" alt="Whose was that? Kendal?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0825.jpg" alt="okayyyy whoes was blue?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0818.jpg" alt="CAKE!!!!!!!!!11" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0821.jpg" alt="yay!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/CROP33.jpg" alt="Can YOU do the hampster dance?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/CROP837.jpg" alt="Because WE can!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/IMG_0840.jpg" alt="I find this picture funny" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/CROP828.jpg" alt="Do you know the eBay song?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update..&lt;br /&gt;when again I "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt;" like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-116087993959434893?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/116087993959434893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=116087993959434893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/116087993959434893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/116087993959434893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/10/beause-i-dont-think-this-stuff-is.html' title='Beause I don&apos;t think this stuff is supposed to go on my deviantART account'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/Lindsays%20B-day/th_IMG_0786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115903740676318129</id><published>2006-09-23T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T14:14:18.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Track Nine and Ten, Oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello again I suppose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't think it's been THAT long since I last posted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm getting better at this I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;School this week was sorta borring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a lot to catch up on though and Chris missed three days so I had no one to talk to before class or after or anything. But..oh well. Actually..friday Mrs. Lyter gave us time first period to work on our projects with our partners and..eh..well Chirs is my partner and he wasn't there so I didn't really have anything to do so I got on one of the computers and played on neopets and got on mugglenet to look at the news all period. One of the kids who was sitting behind me I think his name was David, he was like "Maria! what are you doing, you're going to get into trouble!" I just looked at him and said "No, I'm not". I'm not retarted I know what I'm doing, thank you very much. I wish I would have been able to get onto more sites like aol.com to look at my mail and shurtugal and blogger becuase then I could have updated and other stuff..but oh well. The period wasn't totally wasted I suppose, I had fun so that's all that matters. I've been messing around in Photoshop an awful lot the pass few days..meaning last night and this afternoon lol. I made a new header..er..well sort of. If anyone can help me out with the size of it I'd really appericate it considoring my photoshop skills are a big fat 0. Anyways here's what I've made:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/meroybiv.png" alt="Rainbow" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kendal took that pic of me on the train ride up to NYC. I look k so colorful :P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/mp3color.png" alt="not an iPod" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is like my all time favorite pic right now, besides the one I took of Justin at a Beams concert like in July or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is part of the above picture just cropped and done up differently than the last one :P. Ooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and just to clear something up. That isn't my iPod, it's kendal's MP3 player not an iPOD! jeez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;get it right people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/pinkringme.png" alt="Pinkish Me" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You guys know I'm not a big humngo fan of Pink. But I think it looks awesome! O.o and Lindsay took this pic of me on the last day of school (whoot!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still have a load of homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't started like anything today I've been on the computer since 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;no wonder I'm so happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115903740676318129?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115903740676318129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115903740676318129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115903740676318129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115903740676318129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/09/track-nine-and-ten-oh-my.html' title='Track Nine and Ten, Oh my!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115842651616031572</id><published>2006-09-16T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T12:14:11.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Don't you dare tell your friends I'm a bad guy when you worte that tank top so I wouldn't look in your eyes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whoa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;long time..er..well sort of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was sick this week :(. Like I feel horrible sick. Like...all I want to do is sleep sick :(. Not looking forward to Monday with makeup work gah...stupid school "you have to be absent 3 days to get work" wtf I was absent 3 days!.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just not at the same time but who cares about that little minor detail, right? I just don't feel liek going back and having double everything again. Not fun. When I missed a day I came back to find I had missed a math assignment so that meant I had double math homework. Also found out we had to write a speach about ourselves..wtf? A speach? Can't we just write about what we did over our summer vacation?? I'd like that a lot more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;considoring I'd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; have something to talk about lol :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So..then I had to answer all these questoins about myself and start taking notes I also had to read two worksheets in history and answer a bunch of questions and I had a science vocab quiz that I never got a chance to study for :(.  And I didn't even get all of it done! Though, just by my sheer luck I had a study hall first period so I could get some stuff done.  And this is an added bonus it was a sudy hall where I got a desk! Yes, I have a study hall where I don't get a desk in the audiotrim I get no desk because there are around 100+ (or- I'm guessing here) kids in that study hall. I mean seriously, that many kids in a study hall? I'd really rather we just got out eariler (most of the time) instead of having 9th period and study hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ that's my rant for this post..now onto other new fun things :P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First of all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;YouTube &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://youtube.com/results?search_query=Daria&amp;search=Search"&gt;Daria &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on it! I am thrilled now that I have an actual internet connection I can actaully watch it. I was watching it all last night :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Second: The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.shurtugal.com/?news=410"&gt;Eragon trailers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; up on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.shurtugal.com"&gt;Shurtugal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I think I like it for the most part, it seems good. I suppose I won't be able to say for sure yet if they've stayed true to the book at all since it's only the trailer, but I think I'm going to like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Third: Still being Eragon related is big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.shurtugal.com/?news=411"&gt;huge pictures of Saphira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: Okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saphira being my favorite character next to Solemburn and Anlgela I'm not sure I like her that much..I mean you can't really see anything but I think she needs to look more blue she just sorta looks like gray or something I mean maybe it's jsut the color of the pic or whatever but I think she needs to look bluer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fourth: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.jkrowling.com/"&gt;JKR &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;updated her site about NYC, which is really cool. Kendal even woke me up to tell me this lol. So it must be cool!!! And yes it is because now I have suscom or comcast or whatever they're calling it now so I can acutally look at it and find the really cool hiden stuff like the pics of dobby and all that other cool stuff.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have loads to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like all that homework I never finished because I didn't feel good that night...and didn't go to school the next day to do it  in study hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit//&lt;br /&gt;I do realize that I do need a new header....&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on it, really. I am. I have photoshop now..&lt;br /&gt;just don't ask me how to use it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115842651616031572?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115842651616031572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115842651616031572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115842651616031572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115842651616031572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-you-dare-tell-your-friends-im-bad.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t you dare tell your friends I&apos;m a bad guy when you worte that tank top so I wouldn&apos;t look in your eyes&quot;'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115741263134248257</id><published>2006-09-04T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:30:31.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why would I be Born just to die Young?"</title><content type='html'>R.I.P Steve Irwin :(.&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching him on tv all the time. I remember a few years ago when he put his daugher near that crock or some other animal and everyone started talking about  how "dangerous" that was but he's a pro!...though I suppose it makes sense he died from doing that sort of thing. I never thought you could die from a sting ray...&lt;br /&gt;freak accidnet I guess&lt;br /&gt;awe well imma miss him :(&lt;br /&gt;sorta reminds me of Jane and her chimps&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;the whild thornberrys I miss that show&lt;br /&gt;that was a cool show...&lt;br /&gt;anyway...best be going now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115741263134248257?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060904/ap_on_en_tv/obit_irwin' title='&quot;Why would I be Born just to die Young?&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115741263134248257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115741263134248257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115741263134248257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115741263134248257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-would-i-be-born-just-to-die-young.html' title='&quot;Why would I be Born just to die Young?&quot;'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115629592065415367</id><published>2006-08-22T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T16:37:48.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frost on my window makes it seem a little broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; hmmmmmmmmmmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;about that concert last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well Miriah came over and..we annoyed a few people online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then went upstairs to my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of course, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the dvd player in the living room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;doesn't work right...grrr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we just watched office space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in my room instead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;very much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and my new voice mail on my cell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is going to be office space themed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm not not exactly sure what yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;though thats okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm....so drive up was uneventful really..got lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thats happaned how many times now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even with mapquest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but oh well...whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so..got there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;saw Nathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and he was all hi guys and stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;miriah had to show him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the pictures I messed up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its not my fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nathan even said so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="yay for the concert!"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then we just sat down around somewhere.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and then I think TS started...then I saw some extremely random person run in and hug miriah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she wasn't really a random person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0475.jpg" alt="" height="562" width="638" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup Emily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;durring TS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we went over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to where Harrison and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Justin were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and just sort of randomly started talking to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and we told him how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we were the ones iming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;him that afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and then told him about how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we didn't think he was in a band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when we first talked to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we talked about ipods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was very intresting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and all the while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he knited...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Justinish of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Koji on the Roof/Andrew or whatever yourse supposed to call him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;didn't play :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;buttttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he did show up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;near the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and me and miriah went over and talked to him :P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;koji cd less :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;which makes me sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we had levi landis again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hes good for the most part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at least what I sort of remeber of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish they would have sang the song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;about the turtles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thats a cool song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thennnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for Beams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so there was lots of picture taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the most part..as always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a thing for band pictures, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0473.jpg" alt="" height="539" width="669" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heh that pictures funny and very cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a cool picture of alan/sleepy playing the keyboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;considoring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you can never see/get pictures of him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and his mandolin=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0480.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;favorite picture of the night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mhm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;something like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0436.jpg" alt="" height="526" width="683" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Harrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rocking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;trying to scare old people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's what he likes to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0465.jpg" alt="" height="543" width="673" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found Waldo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; See, Harrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;also  enjoys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dressing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as Waldo by putting on Justn's glasses and acting like you can't see him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0458.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nathan's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; looks like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0478.jpg" alt="" height="501" width="669" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this picture=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;after the show&lt;br /&gt;Justin&lt;br /&gt;had his&lt;br /&gt;famous&lt;br /&gt;scarfs&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;me and miriah&lt;br /&gt;both got one :D.&lt;br /&gt;Justin said&lt;br /&gt;by wearing/buying one&lt;br /&gt;you were expecting&lt;br /&gt;not to have a lot of dates this winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;enough concert talk&lt;br /&gt;I have a poem to write&lt;br /&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;Mike comes back&lt;br /&gt;from class&lt;br /&gt;at  8 or 9.&lt;br /&gt;me need to cheer him up&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115629592065415367?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115629592065415367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115629592065415367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115629592065415367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115629592065415367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/08/frost-on-my-window-makes-it-seem.html' title='Frost on my window makes it seem a little broken'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115464719342231980</id><published>2006-08-03T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T18:19:53.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>umm..update?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Back from NYC, as I'm sure most if not all of you know. Fun, sure!. Trip report for that *coughretartedcough* site ah, maybe. Noone seems to have noticed I'm gone or that I'm supposed to be back for that matter...so as long as no riots or death threats come in I'll take my time. And even if they do come in, I'm taking my time. Pictures? sure! I'll happily wait the hour it takes to upload them! As for other stuff...I'm hot and tired still. I need to call Kendal too...I think she called me and oooo Glenn Beck is on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115464719342231980?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115464719342231980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115464719342231980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115464719342231980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115464719342231980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/08/ummupdate.html' title='umm..update?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115367918504512812</id><published>2006-07-23T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T13:26:25.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quinn: "Please? You're the only person I can trust to do this! I can tell by your eyes..."&lt;br /&gt;Ronny: "Really?"&lt;br /&gt;Quinn: "Yeah! They're so... sincere!"&lt;br /&gt;Ronny: "Well..."&lt;br /&gt;Quinn: "And your face, it's very... honest! You're so nice, and dependable, and-"&lt;br /&gt;Ronny: "Nice? Sincere? You're never gonna go out with me, are you?" Quinn: "No."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well yesterday Kendal came over, made our shirts and all that good stuff. That was umm..qutie intresting, I think? hehe, well at least they turned out okay..uh right kendal?. Anyway, I just found out that theres going to be a Leaky-Mug podcast at twelve on the second of aug. at like 12:00 and I'm like cool because we can go and that's like really cool. Even though I've never listened to either but hey Emersons going to bet there and so is Andrew, Ben and all of those cool people I sort of know. So yeah it'll be cool. But yeah other than that I like really want something to eat because I'm really hungry and I want to read HPOTP and I luv Halloween too. Plus, uh, clean my room? yeah. maybe. That ones just a maybe. Hm. Hm. I really do need something to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115367918504512812?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115367918504512812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115367918504512812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115367918504512812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115367918504512812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/07/quinn-please-youre-only-person-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115352285570164721</id><published>2006-07-21T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T18:00:55.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brittany - Even though I'm more popular, we do have some things in common.&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Breathing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sorta bored..so I figured I'd post some pics. And good news, no more aol, or hellol as I like to call it. And other good news, blogger actually loaded, maybe now I'll actually use this to blog with. Suprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/59e5774d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/a62bf29d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well the first set of pictures is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/raiseuproofbeams"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Raise Up Roof Beams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The next picture is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/kojisaysalhoa"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Koji on the Roof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I guess I was bored. That and I haven't and haven't updated for awhile. Anyway, Kendal's comming over tomrrow so we can talk about New York and make our extremely cool Harry Potter T-shirts, I've started reading OTP again last night, already 125 pages into it too lol. Cool Book though, and now I'm printing out Raise Up Roof Beams pictures, which is even cooler, hehe I see Justins head on comming out of the printer. Hm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115352285570164721?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115352285570164721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115352285570164721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115352285570164721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115352285570164721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/07/pictures.html' title='Pictures?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115270636865878948</id><published>2006-07-12T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T07:12:48.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, no blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whoa...I feel like I havne't blogged on here in ages...actually that is true. It has been ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing much has happaned though. It's pretty much just been same old, same old. I've been staying up till about 2 online so I rarely wake up before 11:30. I usually get up, get online then watch Judging Amy and eat ceral..then get online or watch tv or something..watch a movie..do chores or something. Like I said..been pretty boring...but..I like it that way. *yawns* I'm tired. I should go back to sleep....if I could get to sleep lol. hmm..James got back, I've talked to him..ummm..Josh's been back up around. Went to the mall with him and Miriah, that was cool. I miss him shoudl do something with him before he leaves to go back :(. Oh well...hopefully he'll be back up in Aug. before school starts or something..that would be cool :).  Hmm..what else happaned since..hm..can't think of anything except that I mite make a new banner. I found the &lt;strong&gt;right &lt;/strong&gt;size so maybe this time it'll actually look right. I'm not really sure what to do though. Hmm..I'm thinkin Raise Up Roof Beams...though I know in like a week I'm gong to get sick of it lol..umm..hmm..oh well. I'll think of something then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115270636865878948?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115270636865878948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115270636865878948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115270636865878948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115270636865878948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/07/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time, no blog'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115094713008638633</id><published>2006-06-21T22:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:32:10.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Chalkboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I like the first one best...But anyway..just thought I'd post pctures since I meantioned it before..and there are pictures everywhere else anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115094713008638633?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115094713008638633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115094713008638633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115094713008638633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115094713008638633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/06/great-chalkboard_21.html' title='The Great Chalkboard'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115094661476370922</id><published>2006-06-21T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:23:34.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years Ago Today.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;....Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix was released to the world. Here are some interesting headlines surrounding the big day:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/fusion3/fullnews.php?id=83"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Amazon makes history with OOTP delivery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/fusion3/fullnews.php?id=77"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Mail carrier fired for delivering copy of OOTP a day early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/fusion3/fullnews.php?id=52"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;JK Rowling talks about Book 5 death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/fusion3/fullnews.php?id=84"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Defective copies of Book 5 turn up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/fusion3/fullnews.php?id=82"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Scholastic plans third printing only three days after initial release&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So cool to think about that...Seems so long ago too considoring that books' movie is comming out next summer. kinda sad only one more book and a few movies and it's all over..though you can always just wait for the re-makes of the movies..though..I don't really think anyone could ever replace dan, rupret or emma. Then again I suppose you never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115094661476370922?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115094661476370922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115094661476370922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115094661476370922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115094661476370922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/06/3-years-ago-today.html' title='3 Years Ago Today.....'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-115051280916628450</id><published>2006-06-16T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:53:29.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I love you through Sparks and shining Dragons, I do"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Uhg. I think James leaves for Mississippi tomrrow..or sunday. I can't remember..wish I would have saved that convo. Oh well. Had weird dreams last night..something about my cell phone..and..I dunno..something weird about elm school too and I think a library was invovoled too. Anyway, woke up this morning around 9ish..got online..looked at email and such did the dailys. Got dressed while the computer unexpecitdly startred playing Fall Out Boy..hm..not that I minded lol. Watched part of Fahrenheit 9/11 on the computer while I talked to...hmm..Casey (bullmonkey) and..hmm..someone else I think...can't member who though. Anyway...went to walmart to get soda...fathers day gift and other things. I wanted sharpies, pens and chalk. I looked for ugly clothes while I was there..but ahh..didn't find anything. Didn't get sharpies because they were all out of the 'fine tip' kind..I need them because I was thinkin about starting back on my backpack..maybe if I work on it all summer I'll get it done by the time school starts..that would be cool. Umm..didn't get any chalk either..apparently all they have now is 'sidewalk chalk' which is like humngo. Never work for the chalkboard. But yeah I did get pens..didn't exactly have to have them though..I need chalk and sharpies..oh well..tomrrow perhaps I can convince someone to go out. Hmm..got home..ate cereal and watched Judging Amy untill like 1 something..then had to go help take noodles to the vet. That was uneventful, as usual...except for all of the meowing that went on. Miriah called me while I was there. We mite go back to the championship to see Raise up Roof Beam in July, that'd be cool I'd like to. Hmm..after that got home..got online..fooled around..Jen's gonig to CA and I told her if she ended up in any weird countrys, since shes flying by herself, to get me a postcard. And also to find out who my xanga stalker is..yes I'm talking to you, the person from CA who keeps looking at my site 10 times a day. Umm..hmm..after talking to Jen I got hungry and ate a poptart which made me sick..I'm  never eating another poptart as long as I live. Hmm...now..I'm bored..uhg. I hope James gets online..he better before he leaves. Oh well..untilll I get chalk I have nothing to do oh well. I should go read. But..I won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-115051280916628450?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/115051280916628450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=115051280916628450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115051280916628450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/115051280916628450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-you-through-sparks-and-shining.html' title='&quot;I love you through Sparks and shining Dragons, I do&quot;'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114986419538054752</id><published>2006-06-09T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T09:43:15.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So..the years over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jane - To college. I can't wait. What do you think we'll find when we get there?&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Hmm. That the students are shockingly ignorant, the professors self-centered and corrupt, and the entire system geared solely to the pursuit of funding?&lt;br /&gt;Jane - Hmm, yes. You know that thing I said about you getting soft?&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Jane - I take it back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems really weird saying that the years almost over. For a lot of strange reasons I'm happy and unhappy. Though..I think I can really say that even though I think that this year has been one of the better years. Much better than last year, le'ts just keep that at that. Last year was entirely pointless, I knew everything before I got there anyway. I've got a lot to look back on...Chippylord, Person the first, Person the second, Person the third, Person the fourth, Person the fifth, Person the sixth, Person the seventh, Polish Dancers, Rotebaguas (sp?!?), Walker the texas ranger, Jordy-Wordy (and jordan if your reading this don't get all mad..*coughlolcough*), Onion dip, Josh being much hotter than Jackson, ISS, Detentions, Team Detentions, Team Denial room, Classroom sruvivor Maria style, My Black book, The famous Rainbow hoody, Harry and the Potters concert with that hot guy and that guy my dad said he used to work with, Will Markley shirts, Mall adventures, Leon, Fuzzies, going behind the bleachers and sitting on mats with James when we're inside, Songs, Many, many, hoodings, giving things up, making new friends, Wasting more of my life online, Poems, May Day, Running around with Jack when I used to go out with him;when he'd chase kyle and getting snow in my shoes, Being late for ninth period, Megan (note: the only "happy" memories of her were when she wasn't in school, because there wern't any memories of her!), Megan making me scard for the future of everyones education, Brandan and Chris and "Rufrus", "Dan", Mrs. Henery throwing a rubber stamp at deon, Her throwing tantrums and being extremely scarastic (she's my kind of teacher lol), Braces, Passing out and *coughnothavingJacksonnoticecough*, Thinking that I was going to fail the, Watching chris and Josh fight about who'd take over the world first: Care Bears or Invader Zim * I voted for Invader Zim, Missing a lot of school for no reason usually, Bob's funeral *crys*, Not being able to get wet at feild day, my iPod, Rocko's Modern Life t-shirt, The physco teenager book, "Fruit cup girl", "Gap Girl", Mrs. Reustle *coughbarbiecough*, Nick saying that he should ask barbie at the end of the year if "they're real", Having to make a list of our goals at the start of the year for science and getting it back at the end of the year..my goal was to get straight A's and then I was like wtf what was I thinking and them mr. tanner saying that only people who wern't thinking put that, Talking to Chris at the begning of the year (note: I was his first friend), Talking to Alex at the begning of the year, Going on the feild trip to the art meuasm and before we left I kept stealing Alex's mp3 player, Alex getting mad, Lindsay getting even more mad cuz I left her for Jack..hmm., Having a lot of fun on that feild trip, Me and Ethan being "friends" again that day, Me being really happy, Going on that feild trip to see Narnia and sitting next to Nick but really wanting to sit next to Jack :( and me and Nick looking at our watches every five seconds because it got really, really, really boring, Googleing really random things in Tech ed. with Emily, Making up that song in Chours and having a lot of fun doing that, Jack scaring Chippys, Chippy(s) hitting on me and jack yelling at them, Jack getting into a fight for ne and getting a week of detention, Chuck Norris, Your mom, Being stressed, That random highschooler who scared me for life, seeing that random highschooler and him still saying to me "hey your the one who went over" and me saying "hey your the one who scared me for life", remembering when that same random highschooler said "hey where'd that hairy kid go" (note: the "hairy kdi" is Jack..just in case you don't know, he's got so much hair that well..I wonder if he's got anything else in that head of his) Mrs. Scortion getting all mad at Jack and him being depreased, Jack's dad telling him that all he was ever going to be was average and him getting depreased again, Miriah and kevin being togther..for a long time..in fact they're still togther now..umm..anyway, Daria quotes, blogs (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.noodles23.blogspot.com/" href="http://www.noodles23.blogspot.com/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.noodles23.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;), Shurtugal.com, Argetskullblanka (sp?), Emily being weird, For taylor: "I miss spot!", My husbands *Alex and Jake, Smoking the grinch with Bevis and Butt head, Leon/Tyler going up to Mr. Tanner when he's playing kickball and saying "YOU CAN DO IT!", The teachers at the kickball game playing volleyball (the volleyball game was the day before guys if you ddin't get the memo), singing peoples shirts, shurtgual podcast (Dragon Tales), Popular kids anoying me as usual, Popular kids standing in the middle of the hall and pushing through them; resulting in me being called rude, Other people being anoying, Stupid people, People who shoudn't have passed pre-school;let along seventh grade, Mr. Thompson's homeroom (your the coolest Mr. Thompson, only 1/2 day left! I know you can do it lol), Red applesauce, Deon flirting with too many girls, Deon flirting with me and me being scard, getting lots and lots of "luck" from teady........ and last but not least, having a pretty good year. Yes...now looking back..I suppose..the year was much, much, better than others. I've had a blast this year, and I'll miss everyone over the summer..espically Josh. Sucks your in ISS :/, I'd come get you out if I could :) p.s. I still have all the notes we wrote eachother ninth period when you sat back in the corner and we'd throw them, you're a great friend...I don't even know why I'm writing this..your never going to see it anyway..oh well. I gues in the long run, I don't really have much reason to complain. this year was cool.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://x3d.xanga.com/d83a333551d3358834712/b39435074.bmp" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://x3d.xanga.com/d83a333551d3358834712/b39435074.bmp" href="http://x3d.xanga.com/d83a333551d3358834712/b39435074.bmp" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4292/1575/1600/the%20year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4292/1575/320/the%20year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and for some reason..I think that picture is sort of symbolic to how this year went. Ups and downs. Started out slow..but got better. Much better. Then got worse..then got better..then got sorta blah..then got better..and then got lots better and then got a bit worse..and now your back to better.&lt;br /&gt;wow, almost a thousand words. Wow..hmm...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah before I forget, I started this blog like only a few days after school started....wow..that seems like ages ago..hmm..random bit of "history" I supose?&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114986419538054752?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114986419538054752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114986419538054752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114986419538054752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114986419538054752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/06/sothe-years-over.html' title='So..the years over?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114944207839652129</id><published>2006-06-04T11:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T12:27:58.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing birds at your friends isn't a sign of affection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quinn - Well everybody knows that late curfews should be given to people who can use them. Attractive and popular people with lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Wow! Who said that? Thomas Jefferson? Or was it Barbie?&lt;br /&gt;Jake - It can't be Jefferson... "&lt;br /&gt;Quinn - Of course not, no pin-headed historical person could ever make that much sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well..I guess it's been awhile since I updated. I've been updating my xagna more. I like this better for my layout and such..but xanga's easier to use. Espically when you have aol and it likes to take 10 mins to load the stupid page for blogger. Hmm..Friday I got my bottom braces on. Then ninth period I was eating ice cream and I broke one of them off. They sort of remind me of dollar store braces. Considoring how much stuff falls off of them. Oh well. I'll just get to miss Ancient Civ and probably Reading again. Hopefully he dosen't try to put one back on that tooth..hehe I'll just get it kocked off again anyway. Yesterday I went to kendal's all day. That was cool. We bought new socks..we got soft ones and ones that said "I heart tina". Ahh good times. After we came home, played outside, played sims 2..watched gilmore girls, the eipisode with a referace to Daria in it. Yeah then I went home...didn't watch Degrassi again..for the second time. And stayed up late talking to Jordan and other people online and trying to update my xagna but having aol be stupid..it didn't. Now I'm listening to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daytrotter.com/article/87/free-songs-harry-and-the-potters"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dutch version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; of Platform 9 and 3/4 by Harry and the Potters. Fun. Cool too. Now I'm off to get a shower and read?..hpefully..considoring I don't have anything else to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114944207839652129?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114944207839652129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114944207839652129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114944207839652129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114944207839652129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/06/throwing-birds-at-your-friends-isnt.html' title='Throwing birds at your friends isn&apos;t a sign of affection'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114867834472194000</id><published>2006-05-26T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T16:19:04.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Thing We've Got is Enough To Save Us All...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Jane - I'm telling you, puppets make anything funny. Give me something that isn't funny."&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Um... a plane crash -- into a nuclear power plant.&lt;br /&gt;Jane - Okay. Now, picture the same plane crash, only the cabin is full of screaming puppets flailing their skinny little puppet arms. Funny, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well...I'm not really sure what's been going on lately..everything's sort of seemed like it was on fast forward or something for the longest time. But yeah...anyway. Homeroom this morning was cool I suppose. I organized my poetry folder for Mrs. Scortion. I miss my poetry folder. Talked to Miriah and Josh and Lindsay and all of them. Usual I suppose. First period we had the guidence come in and do that retarted career thing with us. Uhg. I'm sick of hearing about careers and crap like that. Then Mr. Thompson gave us some worksheet to work on..but I was way too sleepy to do any of it so I just sat their with my head down. SEcond period we went out and picked a line from our "I am.." or "I come from..." poems and we wrote it on the sidewalk with chalk. That was pretty cool, if I do say so myself. Third was science. I did a lab with Wren, that was pretty cool I finished. But didn't really bother to do my homework yet. But hey I've got till Tuesday..so..yeah..I'll probably end up doing it in homeroom but whatever. Umm...hmm..after that was FACS..that was cool I suppose..though borring's more like it. Miriah looked like she was sleeping the entire time though..but hey what's worng with taking a lil' nap? I ended up forgeting my homwork in Mr. Thompsons room so I had to run all the way back up to get it. Funny enough though all the women were standing outside his room talking. Gotta love Female teacher gossip, huh? Anyway, when I was going back down on the steps I ended up going all the way down to where the locker rooms are and then I was like wait..I went to far lol. You can tell that A) I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and B) that I was tired.  Wow. Anyway, ninth period got my soda it was warm though. Wrote a note to Miriah and then talked to Josh and her. That was cool, I'm glad Mr. Thompson let us talk. That was pretty cool if I do say so myself. Though I think he's getting a bit anoyed about us. But hey there's only like a week of school left anyway. And as of now I'm still extremely tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114867834472194000?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114867834472194000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114867834472194000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114867834472194000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114867834472194000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-thing-weve-got-is-enough-to-save.html' title='The One Thing We&apos;ve Got is Enough To Save Us All...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114825172724146731</id><published>2006-05-21T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T17:48:47.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Counterfit $40 bill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mr. O'Neill - You probably think about the dark side all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Daria - The... dark side? Are we talking about "The Force"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I haven't had much of a chance to update..hmm...okay I suppose I've had the chance I've just been too lazy. Umm...hmm..I've been working on my book project and facs project all weekend. And in other news..I'm going to NYC in aug. for a book reading by J.K. Rowling, ha I know I'm such a Harry Potter Geek. Anyway, I'm all happy about that..even though it's like months away. I guess I don't have a whole lot to say except for that. I don't really want to go back to school tomrrow..I think I have chours tomrrow..then again I probably don't. 12 days of school left? I hope so...something like that..anyway..I still have to do more work on my book project...so..maybe I'll update more latter or something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114825172724146731?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114825172724146731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114825172724146731' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114825172724146731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114825172724146731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/05/counterfit-40-bill.html' title='Counterfit $40 bill'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114731070703822154</id><published>2006-05-10T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:25:07.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Professor Umbridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That Professor Umbridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one teacher&lt;br /&gt;Who I think looks like a creature&lt;br /&gt;That teacher is the worst&lt;br /&gt;They say her job is cursed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the meanest of them all&lt;br /&gt;Fred and George want her to fall&lt;br /&gt;She took away their brooms&lt;br /&gt;So now they may not go vroom-vroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they cannot play Quidditch&lt;br /&gt;In the great Quidditch pitch&lt;br /&gt;Now they are off their house team&lt;br /&gt;They'll never again get to see their house cup gleam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just goes to show you what I do with my 9th periods....But anyway...today was cool for the most part. Homeroom I just talked to Miriah and Josh. Everyone kept trying to steal Miriah's hat, Teady actually wore it for awhile..that I must admit was an adventure in itself. I myself am surprised that she actually got it back. Durring ancient civ I wrote one of the essays I have to write for tomrrow. But I didn pay attention in ancient civ too..or at least I tried to. I still have to write the other essay and *coughfinishthefirstonecough*...I'll just *coughdoittomrrowinancientcivcough*. Reading just read poems and stuff...shane wasn't there so I just worked with Miriah and Brandon. Science we had a sub, watched a stupid video and had to do a stupid worksheet with it too. I hate worksheets..I talked to Danny most of the time actually lol. Computer I got my essay typed and worked on ultra key that was pretty borring. In Ultra Key I don't know what level I'm on..it's the one where you have to have 97% accuracy...and I only have 96%...whatever. I've been on this one about a ton of onions on a skid. Skids of oats roll on..and something about Nailing all doors to fit and something about lions. It's anoying. Anyway, math we got homework and did notes..that was really borring..I kept looking at the clock the entire time. Lunch sat with Paige, Madi and Casey. Lindsay went to the nurse..and then went home I suppose? Paige got on me cuz I frogot Give a Boy a Gun again...I'll remember tomrrow, then I'll show you!!!..*hopes*. LA just worked on stuff..sorta borring..but whatever I just sort of sat there the whole time. Gym I played tennis with Ashley and Gretchan (sp?)..anyway..we had fun, Ashley hit it over the fence..that was really cool...cuz Alex and Austin and all of them had to go and run to get it. Good times, Good Times. Then 9th period I just wrote that poem because I was bored *cougheventhoughishouldhaveworkedonmyessayscough* and I kept running up to Miriah asking her stuff about Umbridge from the 5th book because I couldn't remember everything. I should read them over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114731070703822154?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114731070703822154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114731070703822154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114731070703822154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114731070703822154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/05/that-professor-umbridge.html' title='That Professor Umbridge'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114713871743272723</id><published>2006-05-08T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T20:38:37.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I do in my free time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Should Be a Poet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/poet.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a way with words... and a talent for drawing the pure emotions out of experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Your poetry has the potential to make people laugh and cry at the same time. You just need to write it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Sort of Artist Should You Be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You Were: An Evil Sailor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Peru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: Hung for treason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Famous Last Words Will Be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/death10.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I can pass this guy." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/"&gt;What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Arty Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/arty.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Whether you were a drama freak or an emo poet, you definitely were expressive and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably a little less weird these days - but even more talented! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are 50% Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ebf2ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rational (NT)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both logical and creative. You are full of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You are so rational that you analyze everything. This drives people a little crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence is important to you. You always like to be around smart people.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you're often a little short with people who don't impress you mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem distant to some - but it's usually because you're deep in thought.&lt;br /&gt;Those who understand you best are fellow Rationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you tend to approach things with logic. You seek a compatible mate - who is also very intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you tend to gravitate toward idea building careers - like programming, medicine, or academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you are very honest and direct. People often can't take your criticism well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you're coasting on what you were born with. You think fashion is silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you spend most of your time thinking, experimenting with new ideas, or learning new things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are Boston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatamericancityareyouquiz/boston.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Both modern and old school, you never forget your roots.&lt;br /&gt;Well educated and a little snobby, you demand the best.&lt;br /&gt;And quite frankly, you think you are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous people from the Boston area: Conan O'Brien, Ben Affleck, New Kids on the Block &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatamericancityareyouquiz/"&gt;What American City Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/deep-thinking.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal.&lt;br /&gt;You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should major in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;Theology&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;Foreign language &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;What Should You Major 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time...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114668436053819295</id><published>2006-05-03T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:26:00.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>374</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Daria: So, my grandmother Ruth will be staying with us while my dad recovers.&lt;br /&gt;Jane: Is this the grandmother who said she'd give you 100 bucks if you changed your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Both my grandmothers said that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;[.001. ] first name: Maria&lt;br /&gt;[ .002. ] middle name: *sigh* June&lt;br /&gt;[ .003. ] last name: Rohde&lt;br /&gt;[ .004. ] nickname(s): Pepsi girl...*coughvincecough*&lt;br /&gt;[ .005. ] gender: Female&lt;br /&gt;[ .006. ] age: 13&lt;br /&gt;[ .008. ] height: not sure&lt;br /&gt;[.009. ] hair color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;[ .010. ] eye color: green&lt;br /&gt;[ .011. ] race: Caucasian.&lt;br /&gt;[ .012. ] do you wear glasses or contacts: contacts&lt;br /&gt;[ .013. ] do you have braces: yes&lt;br /&gt;[ .015. ] where were you born: A hospital&lt;br /&gt;[ .016. ] current location: PA...borring PA...&lt;br /&gt;[ .018. ] how many languages do you know: English&lt;br /&gt;[ .019. ] nationality: ?&lt;br /&gt;[ .020. ] bad habits: I bite the end of my pencil a lot....but I've stopped because it hurts my teeth...&lt;br /&gt;[ .021. ] piercings you have: ears&lt;br /&gt;[ .022. ] piercings you want: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .023. ] tattoos you have: None&lt;br /&gt;[ .024. ] tattoos you want: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .026. ] the time:2:42&lt;br /&gt;[ .027. ] ready for a bunch more questions: If you say so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Family :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .028. ] mother's name: Nace&lt;br /&gt;[ .029. ] father's name: Rohde&lt;br /&gt;[ .030. ] step-parent's names, if any: None.&lt;br /&gt;[ .031. ] brother(s)'s name(s): I'm an only child.&lt;br /&gt;[ .032. ] sister(s)'s name(s): I'm an only child.&lt;br /&gt;[ .033. ] favorite aunt: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .034. ] favorite uncle: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .035. ] favorite grandparent: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .036. ] worst relative: all&lt;br /&gt;[ .037. ] best relative: none&lt;br /&gt;[.038. ] do you get along with your parents: Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;[ .039. ] does anyone in your family understand you: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Pets :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .040. ] do you have any pets: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[ .041. ] what are their names: Noodles&lt;br /&gt;[ .042. ] what kind of animal(s): cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: School :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .043. ] are you still in school: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[ .044. ] did you drop out: No&lt;br /&gt;[ .045. ] current gpa, or last gpa you got: dunno...&lt;br /&gt;[ .046. ] favorite grade: hm..5th&lt;br /&gt;[ .047. ] least favorite grade: 6th or 1st&lt;br /&gt;[ .048. ] favorite teacher: Mr. Gore, Mrs. Small, Mrs. Beck, Mrs. K (sometimes) and..Mr. Thompson&lt;br /&gt;[ .049. ] least favorite teacher: Mr. K or Mrs. Scortion orr Mrs. Latucia or however you spell it lol&lt;br /&gt;[ .050. ] favorite subject: Reading..possibly ancient civ&lt;br /&gt;[ .051. ] least favorite subject: Gym, Math,&lt;br /&gt;[ .052. ] do/did you buy lunch or bring it: buy&lt;br /&gt;[ .053. ] play any sports on the school's team: you couldn't pay me enough money to do that.&lt;br /&gt;[ .054. ] do/did you do any extra activities: chours in 4th&amp;5th grade...&lt;br /&gt;[ .055. ] are/were you popular: no..not really...&lt;br /&gt;[ .056. ] favorite dance: ...?&lt;br /&gt;[ .057. ] favorite memory: dunno..something from this year I suppose...&lt;br /&gt;[ .058. ] least favorite dance: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .059. ] least favorite memory: some date in march of this year and last year..more or less last year though..&lt;br /&gt;[ .060. ]most humiliating moment: can't really think of anything...most of them are funny lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Favorites :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .061. ] number: 13&lt;br /&gt;[ .062. ] clothing brand(s): None...&lt;br /&gt;[ .063. ] shoes: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .064. ] saying: ..none&lt;br /&gt;[ .065. ] tv show: Daria, Degrassi, Monk, House, The 4400,&lt;br /&gt;[ .066. ] sport: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .067. ] vegetable: dunno.&lt;br /&gt;[ .068. ] fruit: dunno..I like too many&lt;br /&gt;[ .069. ] movie: HP4&lt;br /&gt;[ .070. ] magazine: Time&lt;br /&gt;[ .071. ] actors: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .072. ] actresses: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .073. ] candy: too many&lt;br /&gt;[ .074. ] gum: I don't chew gum.&lt;br /&gt;[ .075. ] scent: ...?&lt;br /&gt;[ .076. ] candy bar: none right now...&lt;br /&gt;[ .077. ] ice cream flavor: Mint Chocolate Chip&lt;br /&gt;[ .078. ] color: Green, Blue, Black..Gray..&lt;br /&gt;[ .079. ] season: Autumn&lt;br /&gt;[ .080. ] holiday: x-mas&lt;br /&gt;[ .081. ] band: Lifehouse, Weezer&lt;br /&gt;[ .082. ] singer: dunno..&lt;br /&gt;[ .083. ] group: dunno..&lt;br /&gt;[ .084. ] rapper: none&lt;br /&gt;[ .085. ] type of music: anythign but country&lt;br /&gt;[ .086. ] thing in your room: bookshelf, bed, locker, tv..clothes...books scattered around...&lt;br /&gt;[ .087. ] place to be:Boston&lt;br /&gt;[ .088. ] radio station: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .089. ] tv channel: The-N, MTV(only once in awhile), National Geographi, Health Channel, the old school nick channel (113)&lt;br /&gt;[ .090. ] junk food: ice cream&lt;br /&gt;[ .091. ] overalfood: pizza or soda&lt;br /&gt;[ .092. ] store: Borders&lt;br /&gt;[ .093. ] shoe brand: ...&lt;br /&gt;[ .094. ] fast food: Wendy's&lt;br /&gt;[ .095. ] restaurant: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .096. ] shape: ...What?&lt;br /&gt;[ .097. ] time of day: Anytime after 8 at night&lt;br /&gt;[ .098. ] country: Canada&lt;br /&gt;[ .099. ] state: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .100. ] boys name: James&lt;br /&gt;[ .101. ] girls name: dunno..I don't really like any&lt;br /&gt;[ .102. ] mall: Park City&lt;br /&gt;[ .103. ] video game: Sims 2&lt;br /&gt;[ .104. ] shampoo: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .105. ] board game: Er...&lt;br /&gt;[ .106. ] computer game: Sims 2&lt;br /&gt;[.107. ] car: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .108. ] music video: none at the moment&lt;br /&gt;[ .109. ] swear word: ?&lt;br /&gt;[ .110. ] word: dunno..w00t?&lt;br /&gt;[ .111. ] month: October&lt;br /&gt;[ .112. ] cartoon character: Daria Morgandorfer, Chuckie Finster (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;[.113. ]scary movie: can't remember what it's called..saw it a few years ago lol&lt;br /&gt;[.114.]team: iPod?&lt;br /&gt;[ .115. ] possession: hmm..iPod or a few books I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: What's the first thing that comes to mind when you hear :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .116. ] Eminem: grr&lt;br /&gt;[ .117. ] dog: Nick&lt;br /&gt;[ .118. ] hot: fire&lt;br /&gt;[ .119. ] Britney Spears: gay&lt;br /&gt;[ .120. ] N*Sync: N*Stink&lt;br /&gt;[ .121. ] The Real World: drunk&lt;br /&gt;[ .122. ] orange: red&lt;br /&gt;[ .123. ] choice: chose&lt;br /&gt;[ .124. ] fuck: ?&lt;br /&gt;[ .125. ] bisexual: ?&lt;br /&gt;[ .126. ] black: Dark&lt;br /&gt;[ .127. ] ICQ: Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;[ .128. ] ICP:?&lt;br /&gt;[ .129. ] Linkin Park: is cool&lt;br /&gt;[ .130. ] jack: why?&lt;br /&gt;[ .131. ] rainbow: is pretty&lt;br /&gt;[ .132. ] cherry: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;[ .133. ] cucumber: ?&lt;br /&gt;[ .134. ] shark: jaws&lt;br /&gt;[ .135. ] lifehouse: Blind&lt;br /&gt;[ .136. ] bat: night&lt;br /&gt;[ .137. ] leather: ?&lt;br /&gt;[ .138. ] whip(s): Into shape&lt;br /&gt;[ .139. ] america: Canada&lt;br /&gt;[ .140. ] water: Refreshing&lt;br /&gt;[ .141. ] volcano: Hawiia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: This or that :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .142. ] rock or rap: rock&lt;br /&gt;[ .143. ] rock or pop: rock&lt;br /&gt;[ .144. ] rock or r&amp;amp;amp;amp;b: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;[ .145. ] rock or metal: rock&lt;br /&gt;[ .146. ] rap or pop: pop&lt;br /&gt;[ .147. ] rap or r&amp;b: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;[ .148. ] rap or metal: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;[ .149. ] pop or r&amp;amp;b: pop&lt;br /&gt;[ .150. ] pop or metal: pop&lt;br /&gt;[ .151. ] r&amp;b or metal: Neither&lt;br /&gt;[ .152. ] linkin park or limp bizkit: LP&lt;br /&gt;[ .153. ] tool or korn: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;[ .154. ] selena or jennifer lopez: they both suck&lt;br /&gt;[ .155. ] hot or cold: cold&lt;br /&gt;[ .156. ] winter or summer: Summer&lt;br /&gt;[ .157. ] spring or fall: fall&lt;br /&gt;[ .158. ] shakira or britney: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;[ .159. ] icp or eminem: eminem&lt;br /&gt;[ .160. ] marilyn manson or rob zombie: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;[ .161. ] kittie or garbage: hmm...&lt;br /&gt;[ .162. ] mtv or vh1: vh1&lt;br /&gt;[ .163. ] buffy or angel: Angel&lt;br /&gt;[ .164. ] dawson's creek or gilmore girls: gilmore girls&lt;br /&gt;[ .165. ] football or basketball: Basketball&lt;br /&gt;[ .166. ] summer olympics or winter olympics: Winter Oympics&lt;br /&gt;[ .167. ] skiing or snowboarding: Snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;[ .168. ] rollarblading or skateboarding: Rollerblading.&lt;br /&gt;[ .169. ] black or white: Black&lt;br /&gt;[ .170. ] orange or red: Red&lt;br /&gt;[ .171. ] yellow or green: Green&lt;br /&gt;[ .172. ] purple or pink: Neither&lt;br /&gt;[ .173. ] slipknot or mudvayne: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;[ .174. ] hot topic or pac sun: hot topic i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;[ .175. ] inside or outside: inside&lt;br /&gt;[ .176. ] weed or alcohol: hmm..&lt;br /&gt;[ .177. ] cell phone or pager: Cell phone&lt;br /&gt;[ .178. ] pen or pencil: Pen&lt;br /&gt;[ .179. ] powerpuff girls or charlie's angels: Powerpuff Girls&lt;br /&gt;[ .180. ] scooby doo or dino: Scooby Doo&lt;br /&gt;[ .181. ] dragon ball z or pokemon: ...&lt;br /&gt;[ .182. ] star wars or star trek: Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;[ .183. ] tattoos or piercings: Peircings&lt;br /&gt;[ .184. ] prep or punk: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .185. ] slut or whore: Neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Private life :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .186. ] do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .187. ] do you have a crush: yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ .188. ] do you love anyone right now:*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;[ .189. ] have you ever been in love: *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;[ .190. ] how many people have you kissed: One&lt;br /&gt;[ .191. ] who was your first kiss: Jackson&lt;br /&gt;[ .192. ] how many hearts have you broken: One..&lt;br /&gt;[ .193. ] how many people broke your heart: depends...two maybe?&lt;br /&gt;[ .194. ] best quote to sum up love: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .195. ] so what is your bf/gf/crush like:...&lt;br /&gt;[ .196. ] do you have a picture of him/her: yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ .198. ] do you have a picture of yourself: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;[ .200. ] do you go by looks or personality: Personality.&lt;br /&gt;[ .201. ] ever kiss a friend: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .202. ] are you still friends: ^&lt;br /&gt;[ .203. ] so moving along..do you smoke: no.&lt;br /&gt;[ .204. ] do you smoke weed: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .205. ] ever trip on acid: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .206. ] how about a little x: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .207. ] crack, heroin, anything else: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .208. ] beer good or beer bad: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .209. ] are you the sissy who drinks wine coolers: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .210. ] do you like smirnoff ice: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .211. ] prefer beer or liquor: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;[ .212. ] what kind of cigarettes do you smoke: None&lt;br /&gt;[ .213. ] are you a virgin: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[ .214. ] if no, when was the last time you got some: In your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Would you ever :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .215. ] bungee jump: Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;[ .216. ] sky dive: Sounds fun.&lt;br /&gt;[ .217. ] swim with dolphins: maybe&lt;br /&gt;[ .218. ] scuba dive: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .219. ] rock climbing: yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ .220. ] eat shit for $1,000,000: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .221. ] turn your back on your friends for personal gain: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .222. ] steal a friend's boyfriend / girlfriend: If they had broken up, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;[ .223. ] cross-dress: no..&lt;br /&gt;[ .224. ] lie to the police: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .225. ] run from the police: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .226. ] lie to your parents: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[ .227. ] walk up to a stranger and kiss them: probably not...lol&lt;br /&gt;[ .229. ] walk out of a restaurant without paying: never know...most likely not though&lt;br /&gt;[ .230. ] streak: no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Your friends :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .231. ] best friend: dunno..&lt;br /&gt;[ .232. ] known longest: anyone from Kindergarden&lt;br /&gt;[ .233. ] wish you talked to more: Josh, I miss passing notes with him..:( stupid mr. thompson!&lt;br /&gt;[ .234. ] wish you saw more: kendal?&lt;br /&gt;[ .235. ] how many friends do you think you have: Enough.&lt;br /&gt;[ .236. ] who drives you insane after a while: a lot of people&lt;br /&gt;[ .237. ] who can you stay around forever and never get sick of: ?...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;[ .238. ] ever lose a friend because you took it to the 'next level': No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .243. ] can always make you laugh: Jack?..Brandon?..Lindsay?&lt;br /&gt;[ .248. ] hot tempered: Miriah&lt;br /&gt;[ .249. ] smartest: me haha&lt;br /&gt;[ .250. ] shortest: Ryan&lt;br /&gt;[ .251. ] tallest: Casey or Jack I'm not sure I've never seen them togther lol..&lt;br /&gt;[ .255. ] nicest: dunno..Shane&lt;br /&gt;[ .256. ] best personality: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .257. ] biggest drug user: Zach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Have you ever :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .258. ] flashed someone: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .259. ] told the person you liked how you felt: Yes-sort of&lt;br /&gt;[ .260. ] been to Michigan: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .261. ] gotten really REALLY wasted: No&lt;br /&gt;[ .262. ] gone to jail or juvi: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .263. ] skateboarded: yup&lt;br /&gt;[ .264. ] skinny dipped: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .265. ] stolen anything: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .266. ] wanted to kick my ass for making this so long: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .267. ] kicked someone's ass: don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;[ .268. ] pegged someone in the head with a snowball: probably&lt;br /&gt;[ .269. ] broke a beer bottle: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .270. ] gotten into a bar, under-aged: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .271. ] kissed someone of the same sex: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .272. ] flicked someone off: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[ .273. ] gone on a road trip: yeah I suppose..&lt;br /&gt;[ .274. ] gone on vacation without adult supervision: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .275. ] been to a concert: yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ .276. ] been to another country: nope&lt;br /&gt;[ .277. ] talked back to an adult: Yes&lt;br /&gt;[ .278. ] got pulled over: nope&lt;br /&gt;[ .279. ] got in a car accident: yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ .280. ] broke a law: probably&lt;br /&gt;[ .281. ] given money to a homeless person: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .282. ] tried to kill yourself: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .283. ] cried to get out of trouble: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .284. ] kissed a friend's brother or sister: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .285. ] kissed a brother or sister's friend: I'm siblingless.&lt;br /&gt;[ .286. ] dropped something on the floor that you were cooking and let someone eat it anyways: nope..don't think so at least lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Opinions :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .287. ] what do you think about... pop music: uhh..I duno..okay sometimes I suppose&lt;br /&gt;[ .288. ] about boy bands: should die&lt;br /&gt;[ .289. ] about flag burning: A flag is a piece of cloth. It just shows what country is what, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;[ .290. ] of the war on terrorists: You can't fight a war against an unnumbered group of people.&lt;br /&gt;[ .291. ] about suicide: ehh..not saying anything&lt;br /&gt;[ .292. ] about people who try to force their opinions on you: you sould give it a rest&lt;br /&gt;[ .293. ] about abortion: I'm for it&lt;br /&gt;[ .294. ] about rock/metal music: dunno..never thought about it rally&lt;br /&gt;[ .295. ] where do you think you'll be in 10 years: not where I am now&lt;br /&gt;[ .296. ] who do you think you'll still be friends with in 5 years: Most of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: What did you do :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .297. ] last birthday: uhh..nothing really..I had a very nice conversation with Jack when he was on though..&lt;br /&gt;[ .298. ] yesterday: went to school&lt;br /&gt;[ .299. ] last weekend: friday went to the mall..saturday did nothing..sunday did homework and went to borders..&lt;br /&gt;[ .300. ] Christmas: played with my iPod and iTunes, listened to Eragon on it also&lt;br /&gt;[ .301. ] thanksgiving: uhh..I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;[ .302. ] new year's eve: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .303. ] Halloween: Kendal's party?&lt;br /&gt;[ .304. ] Easter: read&lt;br /&gt;[ .305. ] valentine's day: umm..mainly was just mad at the stupid assistant principal cuz he was walking around all day and it runined the entire day...cuz..Jack gave me the gift he got me and everything that morning and I hugged him and everything and then Jack got yelled at cuz A) he wasn't at his locker and he was talking to me and B) cuz he hugged me..the entire day waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: The last :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .306. ] thing you ate: pizza&lt;br /&gt;[ .307. ] thing you drank: pepsi&lt;br /&gt;[ .308. ] thing you wore: umm...orange happy bunny shirt, jeans&lt;br /&gt;[ .309. ] place you went: the mall yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;[ .310. ] thing you got pierced/tattooed: ears&lt;br /&gt;[ .311. ] person you saw: Mom.&lt;br /&gt;[ .312. ] person you kissed: Jackson&lt;br /&gt;[ .313. ] person you fucked: uhh..noone&lt;br /&gt;[ .314. ] person you talked to: kendal&lt;br /&gt;[ .315. ] song you heard: Days go by-Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Now :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .316. ] what are you eating: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;[ .317. ] what are you drinking: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;[ .318. ] what are you wearing: The Beatles shirt, wristband, jeans, watch...&lt;br /&gt;[ .319. ] any shoes on: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .320. ] hair: normal?&lt;br /&gt;[ .321. ] listening to:LIfehouse&lt;br /&gt;[ .322. ] talking to anyone: (on aim) kendal and my tutor&lt;br /&gt;[ .323. ] are you pissed i made this so long: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Yes or no :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .324. ] are you a vegetarian: ...&lt;br /&gt;[ .325. ] do you like cows: No&lt;br /&gt;[ .327. ] are you artistic: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .328. ] do you write poetry: yeah sometimes..but I think I suck&lt;br /&gt;[ .329. ] are you a fast runner: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .330. ] can you ski: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .331. ] are you British: nope but it would be cool to be lol&lt;br /&gt;[ .332. ] do you want to spear britney: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[ .333. ] do the voices talk to you: Yup&lt;br /&gt;[. 334. ] ever give barbie a hair cut: nope but that would be cool lol&lt;br /&gt;[ .335. ] would you eat mac &amp;amp; cheese with hot dogs in it: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .336. ] do you think disney creator on acid when they made 'Alice in Wonderland': No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .337. ] are you straight: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[ .338. ] are you stupid, insane, or physically handicapped: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .339. ] are you fat: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .340. ] are you skinny: I guess..&lt;br /&gt;[ .341. ] are you short: yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ .342. ] are you tall: not really&lt;br /&gt;[ .343. ] do you own a hot pink shirt: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .344. ] how about orange pants: No&lt;br /&gt;[ .345. ] can you see the flying monkeys: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .346. ] are you evil: yup&lt;br /&gt;[ .347. ] did you ever know someone who had a mullet: yeah, Jordan&lt;br /&gt;[ .348. ] is britney a whore: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[ .349. ] are you a teenage zombie: maybe..&lt;br /&gt;[ .350. ] am i annoying you: I don't know who "you" are&lt;br /&gt;[ .351. ] do you like marilyn manson: I never thought about it!&lt;br /&gt;[ .352. ] are you secretly from another planet: maybe...&lt;br /&gt;[ .354. ] do you shop at hot topic: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Random questions :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .355. ] if you could be any animal, what would you be: A cat&lt;br /&gt;[ .356. ] if you had to eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be: pizza and pepsi&lt;br /&gt;[ .357. ] do you remember any of your dreams: Yes&lt;br /&gt;[ .358. ] do you dream in color or black and white: Color&lt;br /&gt;[ .359. ] do you admit when you need help with a problem: Usually not.&lt;br /&gt;[ .361. ] can people read you like a book: I don't really think so...&lt;br /&gt;[ .362.] what's your biggest fear: dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ .363.] do you talk a lot: not usually&lt;br /&gt;[ .364. ] are you afraid of clowns: not really...though they are weird&lt;br /&gt;[ .365. ] do you like spiders: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .366. ] how about grape kool-aid: No&lt;br /&gt;[ .367. ] can you drive: no&lt;br /&gt;[ .368. ] do you cut yourself: No.&lt;br /&gt;[ .369. ] are you anti-social: depends&lt;br /&gt;[ .370. ] do you see dumb people: All the time, I'm guessing you don't know Megan&lt;br /&gt;[ .371. ] do you see dead people: At funerals.&lt;br /&gt;[ .372. ] any last words: I'm still bored&lt;br /&gt;[ .373. ] time: 3:10&lt;br /&gt;[ .374. ] now that this is over, what are you going to do: continue being bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114668436053819295?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114668436053819295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114668436053819295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114668436053819295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114668436053819295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/05/374.html' title='374'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114662064914987188</id><published>2006-05-02T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T20:44:09.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Animal&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/themuppetpersonalitytest/animal.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A complete lunatic, you're operating on 100% animal instincts.&lt;br /&gt;You thrive on uncontrolled energy, and you're downright scary.&lt;br /&gt;But you sure can beat a good drum.&lt;br /&gt;"Kill! Kill!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/themuppetpersonalitytest/" target="_new"&gt;The Muppet Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114662064914987188?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114662064914987188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114662064914987188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114662064914987188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114662064914987188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-are-animal-complete-lunatic-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114513778346186326</id><published>2006-04-15T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T16:49:43.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/2796"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/jesse_mcquiz/nocrush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God! Anyone who likes him has some &lt;strong&gt;serious&lt;/strong&gt; problems. Anyone with me on that last one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114513778346186326?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114513778346186326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114513778346186326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114513778346186326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114513778346186326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-god-anyone-who-likes-him-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114512275167577645</id><published>2006-04-15T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T12:39:11.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Voldermort Can't Stop the Rock!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jane: A date for a bumper sticker?&lt;br /&gt;Jodie: Even Upchuck doesn't deserve this much humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Think how the bumper sticker must feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow okay so it's been awhile since I last posted. I really do need to post more sometimes, huh? Well..since I got out of school I haven't been doing a whole lot. I've been doing all of my voulntear work at the library which isn't that bad I suppose..but I've got to go back Monday and it's gunna be so friggin borring because she dosen't have anything else for me to do so it's basically like I do stupid things like I have to go through all the non-fiction books and make sure they're in the right order and stuff like that..oh well..at least I'll have my iPod with me! haha.But anyway, 'bout that concert I went to on Monday, Harry and the Potters concert on Monday night and Cat and Miriah were supposed to come with me. But..Cat ended up getting sick :( so she couldn't come. So it ended up just being me and Miriah. Which was cool...but poor Cat had to miss it :(. But anyway...we got there eary and everything so we just stood around and we listened to Harry and the Potters on my iPod. And then we saw a bunch of people running in and out of the place where the concert was gunna be so we kept trying to figure out who was in Harry and the Potters and who was in the other bands that were also going to be performing. So..there was the one guy who we saw and we could tell he was in one of the bands because he was carrying around a guitar and strumming on it and stuff..so we knew he was in some sort of band. We both guessed Harry and the Pottes because he had black hair. And then there was another guy who we both thought looked like a total geek, not to be mean or anytying, but he looked like a geek so we both assumed he was doing the sound or something like that for the show. So anyway we went inside and all, I bought a Harry and the Pottes shirt, there cds and all so that was cool. So anyway, the first guy to go up was the guy who we saw with the guitar outside before, he apparently wasn't with the Potters. Anyway he was really good his name was Will Markley. And then the other guy who went I remember his last name was hoho or something haha. He was okay pretty good, but not as good as the first guy. Then after him was this other band..and..well they were sorta weird, but the one guy was cool. But anyway the guy who looked like a total geek was in that band lol, he played the banjo and a few other things kinda werid but it was funny because you never, ever expected him to be in the band lol. But anyway after his band was done and he helped tear down and everything he went over in the corner..and..he started kniting....I'm still thinking what guy knits? What guy knits at a concert! But..whatever. Then after them it was time for Harry and the Pottes, which was pretty cool. It took them awhile to set up since it was just two of them..so we listened to my iPod some more (Harry and the Potters) haha. But after they set up and all they got done it was cool! The best by far lol! They sang "The Wrath of Hermonie" and that was the best song all friggin night! cuz that song rules over just about all others! They did "Wizard Chess" and "Gryfindor Rocks" "The Weapon" "My Teacher is a Warewolf" I think they did "Save Ginny Weasley" too but don't quote me on that one. "SPEW" "Cornelius Fudge is and Ass" "the Human Hospipe"..and as of now I cna't think of anymore..But anyway, it was uber cool. And guess what, they're doing concerts in balitmore and philly in May so maybe I can convince my dad to take me and Cat to one of them? He said "we should do it again sometime" hmm..I wonder how soon sometime is? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114512275167577645?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114512275167577645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114512275167577645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114512275167577645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114512275167577645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/04/voldermort-cant-stop-rock.html' title='Voldermort Can&apos;t Stop the Rock!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114463539195399829</id><published>2006-04-09T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:16:31.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We've got to Save Ginny Weasley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Daria - So, first she tells Quinn that she can fix her up for six thousand dollars. Jane - Miss Pert 'N Pretty? What can she possibly need for six G's, other than a new personality?&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Wait, there's more. Then she announces for twenty grand, she can fix me. Which means she can make me look like Quinn.&lt;br /&gt;Jane - Sheesh, what would you want to look like that loser for? She needs six thousand dollars' worth of plastic surgery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, well well. Hear I am again, with not a whole lot to say. Harry and the Pottes concert is tomrrow night, Miriah and Cat are gunna come with me, and we're gunna have a blast! w00t! I'm pretty tired as of now though. I played badmitten with my dad for awhile after I got done typing up my persuasive (sp?) essay for school...it's not due till wed. but i don't know how long I'm gunna have to do it becaues of the concert tomrrow night. Tomrrow after school I'm gunna do my voluntear stuff at the library untill around like 4:15 or whever my mom calls. Then I gotta go home, eat pizza (I know hard) get ready for the concert and Miriah will come at about 4:45...and then at like 5:00 I'm gunna leave and then after that it's Cat's hosue to get her and then Harry and the Potters, hear we come! So yeah untill I can post about the concert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114463539195399829?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114463539195399829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114463539195399829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114463539195399829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114463539195399829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/04/weve-got-to-save-ginny-weasley.html' title='We&apos;ve got to Save Ginny Weasley'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114462085255278149</id><published>2006-04-09T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T17:16:01.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="table1" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse" bordercolor="#c0c0c0" height="202" bordercolordark="#e9dfd1" cellpadding="0" width="182" bordercolorlight="#ecebf1" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bordercolor="#c0c0c0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="lyricsbox20" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://lb.lyricsdownload.com/2/fla/75.swf?passid=" width="180" height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" p_varlista="1&amp;amp;ida=" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="19"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com" target="_blank"&gt;HARRY AND THE POTTERS lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114462085255278149?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114462085255278149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114462085255278149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114462085255278149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114462085255278149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/04/harry-and-potters-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114435889337141272</id><published>2006-04-06T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T16:28:13.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote 4 Emily for Emperor Penguin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Daria: Okay. We know Mr. O'Neill assigned a play, and you're pretty sure the title didn't contain the word "alien." Do you remember anything else?&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Uh, I think the guy on the cover was wearing tights.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Hmm. Since there are no wrestling dramas on the syllabus, I'm guessing Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;Jeffy: Wait, I remember now. He's a stalker. He follows girls home from parties and peeks in their windows.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Romeo and Juliet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well today was pretty cool. Casey wasn't hear this morning, feild trip or home sick? I don't really know..but uhh..talked to Christine and Cat while Lindasy and I were at our lockers. Homeroom ran around talked to Josh and Miriah. Pretty cool. Found out that yesterday was Josh's birthday from watching the tv in the morning..and he never told us! You don't even tell your own friends when it's your Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BIRDTHAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;JOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So Miriah and I were mad cuz he didn't tell us. Then we had language that was cool I suppose, talked to emily and cat and all of them. Reading all we did was read the play we're reading in class..borring. Apparently I get to play the part of the slave now, oh joy. Sceince we played a really easy review game. FACS we had a sub and worked on our newspaper things I was with kevin so I had a bit of fun. Math we watched a stupid movie and almost noone payed any attention to it at all. Miriah thought she got in trouble because the sub came over and he was like are you Miriah? And she was just like yeah and then he was like okay I gotta sign your assignment book then. We both thought she got in trouble because she was looking at a magazine and stuff when he came over lol. Then lunch was okay, since Casey and Madi were on a feild trip it was just paige, Christine, Cat, Lindsay and I. We had fun, talked about a few things..Bob got sat on by a few poeople :(. After lunch was LA that was okay we edited our essays..after that was Ancient Civ. We had a quiz, got notes and watched a video. After that was 9th period wrote notes to Miriah about something I can't tell you..hahaha secerts. Talked to Josh annnd watched a short film on my iPod. Ahh yes the life, watching a movie in 9th peirod. Don't you just wish you were me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yeah and vote for Emily!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114435889337141272?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114435889337141272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114435889337141272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114435889337141272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114435889337141272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/04/vote-4-emily-for-emperor-penguin.html' title='Vote 4 Emily for Emperor Penguin!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114385281759464404</id><published>2006-03-31T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:53:37.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Daria: My parents are probably starting to worry.&lt;br /&gt;Jane: I know mine would be, if they were in town.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: What about Trent? I'll bet he's upset.&lt;br /&gt;Jane: I'll bet he's snoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well..today was okay I suppose didn't really do much. I got a tooth pulled instead of my lower braces put on so I was a bit happy about that. Though getting my tooth pulled wasn't fun either so I guess I didn't exactly win. So I came home..felt sorta crappy so I fell asleep for awhile. Mom went out shopping and I stayed home got online, ate..watched tv a bit. I have homework to do still and I want to finish the book I have to read for my book report because I'd like to start Harry Potter all over again or maybe Eragon or Eldest..seeing as I can remember like zero of what happaned in Eldest. Ha that's sad and I even work on and Eragon site..maybe I shouldn't have admited that lol. But uhh..anyway, I'm meeting Spencer tonight in the &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/argetskulblaka/chatrooms.htm"&gt;Arget Skulblaka &lt;/a&gt;chat tonight to talk about some stuff. Right now I'm sorta bored..I'm trying to pick a new ringtone..but..it's hard lol there are too many good ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114385281759464404?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114385281759464404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114385281759464404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114385281759464404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114385281759464404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/03/daria-my-parents-are-probably-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114366504615371680</id><published>2006-03-29T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T14:44:06.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2:47</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quinn: Does anyone notice anything special about me?&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Yes. From just the right angle, I really can see through your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm Clarissa Explains It All!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img240.imageshack.us/img240/937/clarissa4ka.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the wildly popular teen comedy that launched Melissa Joan Hart's career, Clarissa Explains It All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caffeinenebula.com/quizzes/quizFiles/nick-shows/quiz.html"&gt;What classic Nickelodeon show are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizzes.caffeinenebula.com"&gt;Take Other Caffeine Nebula Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stayed home today, just didn't really feel good in the morning. So I downloaded a short film on iTunes, it was okay. I fell asleep for awhile, then got up and made something to eat. Then at 2:47 Josh calls me, I ran upstairs cuz I figured it was my mom or something. So I get up there, I saw it was Josh but I didn't really react to it until I noticed the time and I was like Josh what the hell are you doing? Your in school! And he was just like I got bored, and then he told me to text Miriah so I did. So I had a very intresting conversation with Josh, I guess he got lonley since we usually write notes to eachother 9th period haha. Though that's near impossible now since he sits near Mr. Thompson and well I sit far away. But Josh threw it like accross the classroom yesterday...and I didn't like really want to throw it &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; far, I mean I remember being afraid to throw it a few desks away but now it's accross the classroom and thats..well...that's a bit too far for me..But I suppose me and Josh will work something out. But ahh..whatever. I suppose I'll update more latter if I feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114366504615371680?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114366504615371680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114366504615371680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114366504615371680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114366504615371680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/03/247.html' title='2:47'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114315400210658414</id><published>2006-03-23T16:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T16:46:42.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Californication</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Helen - Jane, since you're staying with us and all I thought... well, you're Daria's best friend, and she's, she's so hard to talk to these days...&lt;br /&gt;Jane - Maximum of three questions. No betrayals. Immunity from prosecution.&lt;br /&gt;Helen - Agreed. Drugs?&lt;br /&gt;Jane - Nope, unless you count TV.&lt;br /&gt;Helen - Depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Jane - No, just realistic.&lt;br /&gt;Helen - Sex? Oh, that's too obvious. Can I have another one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*that same day*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake - Say, uh, Jane... I know you're Daria's best friend and... well, she's so hard to talk to these days. I was wondering...&lt;br /&gt;Jane - Maximum of three questions. No betrayals. Immunity from prosecution. And, uh, talk your wife into finding a new speed-walking route.&lt;br /&gt;Jake - Done! Age?&lt;br /&gt;Jane - Seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;Jake - Uh... height?&lt;br /&gt;Jane - Five foot two.&lt;br /&gt;Jake - Mm-hmm. Favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;Both - Black.&lt;br /&gt;Jake - Oh, that's too obvious. Can I have another one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was okay I suppose. PSSA's were really just boring, tomrrow it's Math again :( I like reading so much better, at least then I finished before the first period was even over, oh well. I didn't read at all today..uhhgg I didn't feel good so I suppose I had a reason. I want to read tonight though..my books good and since I have nothing to do after the PSSA's I've been getting some of it read then. We didn't get 9th period again today, I hate not getting 9th period, I had music then, Oh Joy! You can just hear the sacrasam in my voice right? We had our tests today which were just really stupid I got 5 wrong on the front side haha. Alexis got like 6 wrong. It's sad none of us have a clue about what we're doing on the guitars, as christine says "It's like playing battle ship or bingo". Now i can see why Jack said he ddint' know what he was doing lol. But whatever I know I'm gunna fail the guitar anyway, I don't need my report card to tell me that lol. Lindsay had chours after school so on the bus it was just me..sorta nice. but whatever. But tomrrow's friday wcich is uber cool and what's even cooler is the fact that I miss math! hell yeah! w00t! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114315400210658414?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114315400210658414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114315400210658414' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114315400210658414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114315400210658414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/03/californication.html' title='Californication'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114281924322890198</id><published>2006-03-19T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T17:38:16.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Thomspon's connection to Gryfindor, PSSA's and the Potty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Trent: Listen, I got to get to rehearsal. I'm late.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: How do you know? You don't wear a watch.&lt;br /&gt;Trent: I'm always late. That's why I don't wear a watch. They depress me.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: You know, Trent, somehow that makes perfect sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well today...was..all in all okay I suppose not really bad and not really good. So today we started PSSA's..boring really. First it starts out I get to school and all blah blah..talk to Jack, Josh and Emily for awhile..go to my locker. And go to class, the class I was in for the PSSA's today was Mr. Tanner's..w00t. So talk to Jack and Miriah for awhile..Jack dose his math homework. Then everything like starts..Mr. Tanner read over the directions and everything which was funny because he like skipped half of them, when we were writing our name on our booklet he started to read over them and then he was like.."Just write your name on it!" lol. There were a few other times when he just got fustrated and didn't read all of the directions..but that's Mr. Tanner for you. Then we worked on the actual test and stuff..and Jack got done the one part and asked me if we were supposed to do the other questions in our answer booklet, the ones that ask you to explain your answer and then you have to write a bunch of stuff and everything...and well..Mr. Tanner and his direction reading had me confused so I was just like I dunno..I don't think so lol. So then I end up getting to where Jack was when he asked me and I look at the thingy and it said go on, not stop.I hate it when Jack asks me those kinds of things..Because usually I have no clue..Like that science homework he blamed not doing on me because I told him it wasn't homework.. So I told him and everything..Though the last question was confusing so I just didn't do anything for it because I didn't understand it. Then after that was all over I had Science so..I went out to my locker and got everything and we changed seats I sit over in the corner now by the window, which is cool. I like it over there, Steph and Taylor are there so it's pretty cool. So after that was Music..I hate it. Anyway, we got out our guitas and she yelled at everyone becuause we were playing around instead of working on the dream on thing or whatever. I was just like how the hell am I supposed to do the Dream on pattern or whatever if I don't know it! Uhg. But anyway that class passed really quick, the first time I looked at the clock it was already 11:04 or something like that. After that was math that was okay more or less..all we really did was homework..which I already did, I thought it was due today..*sigh* and she even gave us in class to work on it too. After was lunch sat with Madi, Page, Casey and Lins pretty cool more or less..Page got hyper after eating cake, me and Madi talked about 5th grade, ahh a great year. I walked with Jack and Josh to study hall, cool. Study hall was okay, I got to finish my book so that's always a plus. After study hall was LA boring..Mrs. Scorition got all mad and stuff because apparently everyone isn't studying and stuff..*sigh*, whatever. After was Homeroom, where the real fun started. Okay so since like 987979868768766752498098978474 million people need to do homework for Mr. Thompson because they didn't do it like whenever they were supposed to he said that if you had homework you had to do for him you couldn't sign out to go anywhere. He listed a few examples and the Potty was one of them, because see tanya whenever she signs out to go the the bathroom she puts potty. So then Chris just had to grap the paper that was under my ancient civ book and well that was the map I was working on..so Chris takes it and writes "POTTY" on it in big letters on the back (thank god not on the front), so now even though I erased it there is still an outline of "POTTY" on the back of my map lol. I actaully got sort of mad at Chris for that too. Then I tried to work on my map..but I ended up writing notes to Josh more than I did working on it..oh well, that just means I have to work on it tonight. Then Mr. Thompson was wearing a tie with the Gryfindor colors on it and he was trying to get some people to guess what school colors they were. Naturally I figured it was Gryfindor..but I was like nahh Mr. Thompson dosen't read Harry Potter, I mean come on! Anyway a few people guess and then I told Miriah that it looked like Gryfindor colors and she said we should go up and ask him if that was right, at first I was like no come on! But we went up in the end anyway..and well..we were right. Mr. Thompson is apparently a Harry Potter and Gryfindor fan. Scary. Mr. Thompson, teacher or Harry Potter nerd? But that was really funny when he was like that's right the house is Gryfindor and the school is Hogwarts I was like You read Harry Potter? Just another thing to yet twist my mine..ahh well looking back I guess my day was a bit better than okay.. dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114281924322890198?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114281924322890198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114281924322890198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114281924322890198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114281924322890198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/03/mr-thomspons-connection-to-gryfindor.html' title='Mr. Thomspon&apos;s connection to Gryfindor, PSSA&apos;s and the Potty'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114203417077200724</id><published>2006-03-10T16:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T17:49:56.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward Silence is Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Li: If someone asked me to teach a class, I'd be honored. Besides, we wouldn't be in this fix if it weren't for your mother.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Yeah. Hire one pedophile and she gets all bent out of shape. Besides, I'm not thinking of me. I'm thinking of the children.&lt;br /&gt;("devil" and "angel" versions of Daria appear and hover on either side of her head)&lt;br /&gt;Devil Daria: Not so fast. You'll get out of gym class.&lt;br /&gt;Angel Daria: You? A scab?&lt;br /&gt;Devil Daria: Oh, great. Touched by an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Angel Daria: You'd be betraying your teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Devil Daria: Hey, yeah! You'd be betraying your teachers!&lt;br /&gt;Angel Daria: You'd just be falling into the same trap that managements always use to keep wages low and workers weak.&lt;br /&gt;Devil Daria: Oh, go dance on the head of a pin. You could make Quinn's life really miserable.&lt;br /&gt;Angel Daria: Huh. That's a good point.&lt;br /&gt;Devil Daria: Hey, you hungry?&lt;br /&gt;Angel Daria: Yeah, we can pick this up later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was pretty cool. Today was hat day..but I didn't pay the $2 to wear one..whatever. Josh wore his really cool hat all day. Ancient Civ like all we did was take notes and work on homework..sorta boring. Reading we took our final And Then There Were None test...that was pretty boring too..Science was the same, all we did was take notes and I think something really funny happaned but I can't remember it anymore..Music was uhgg I hate sitting next to Jordan he is so effin anoying, like today Davis sat in the wrong seat so we were all moved over one and Jordan saw I was in his seat, and I was writing something down in the front of the room, he just pushes all of my stuff off my desk. I hate him as much as that class. Math we took a test and started something new..uhhg I have homework too, but of course I'm gunna have homework on a weekend. Lunch I sat with Casey and Lindsay and everyone. Was pretty cool, I got a slushie (like I do every day) and it wouldn't sit right on my tray it was funny, you could like spin it around and everything. It was the best slushie in the history of lunch slushies lol. After it was study hall, I walked with Jack, Josh and Lindsay. Quite fun I must admit, we were late because Josh stopped to talk to someone and then when Josh finally got done talking to that girl Jack started complained that the 8th grade hallway being confusing and I was like how can it be confusing when it's like a big square lol. So we were late by like 2 mins..but the teacher didn't even notice so whatever. So the entire period I sat and worked on my book project since it was only like part way done and Mrs. Sciortion was gunna look at them. So then after I walked back with Jack and Josh..mainly just Jack..but anyway, me and Jack left and I watned to hood him and he was like nooo so he started running and stuff lol and then some 6th grade teacher yelled at us and was like "If I catch you doing this again, your both going to the office" and blah blah blah. lol it was pretty funny now that I think about it..I never did get to hood Jack either lol. She's the only teacher who ever yelled at us for doing that too..but whatever then Jack wanted to go the cafertia way instead of the other way so I went with him and Josh went the other way that he said was faster than Jack's way, ha and we got to class and we wern't late so..as long as your not late I think it's just as fast lol. Then we just worked on verb stuff and took the rest of our And Then There Were None test..boring..9th period everyone just sort of talked lol..well it was mainly because Josh and Tyler played chess so then naturally everyone else started talking..I was actually suprised that Mr. Thompson didn't yell at us..but whatever. I did my Ancient Civ homework cuz I was too lazy to do it first period and science...but ahh whatever pretty cool day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114203417077200724?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114203417077200724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114203417077200724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114203417077200724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114203417077200724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/03/awkward-silence-is-beautiful.html' title='Awkward Silence is Beautiful'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114186003513719305</id><published>2006-03-08T15:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:20:35.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You have a 40% chance of surviving a T-Rex Attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/dino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an average chance of surviving a T-Rex attack. With a little luck you may be able to survive, but it is kinda doubtful. You have an abstract mind and probably are not good with life or death situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=20"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114186003513719305?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114186003513719305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114186003513719305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114186003513719305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114186003513719305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-have-40-chance-of-surviving-t-rex.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114157547299364248</id><published>2006-03-05T10:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T10:17:53.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So..yeah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;Brittany - I know what you think, but I know what I think, and I think I think just as well as you think, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;Kevin - Babe, if it were up to me, I'd want you to have the brain power of a guy, but it's science. Men are smarter, because we have more muscle mass in our heads.&lt;br /&gt;Jane - They're fighting over who's smarter?&lt;br /&gt;Daria - There's a battle of the Titans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah yeah yeah...yeah yeah yeah...That just goes to show you how lazy I am. Not much has been going on I guess..I mean..things have been going on..but I'm totally not gunna talk about them now. And if you don't know what happaned then..well uhh...good for you yeah good for you. I've been doing like zero lately but I guess that's okay in a way too..I mean..guess you gotta just relax sometimes too. I printed out some new quotes for my HP wall, yeah I know it really dosen't need any new ones..but..but..I couldn't help myself. Come on they're really cool!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weasley cannot save a thing,&lt;br /&gt;He cannot block a single ring,&lt;br /&gt;That's why Slytherins all sing:&lt;br /&gt;Weasley is our King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weasley was born in a bin,&lt;br /&gt;He always lets the Quaffle in,&lt;br /&gt;Weasley will make sure we win,&lt;br /&gt;Weasley is our King.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Didn't you listen to Dolores Umbridge's speech at the start-of-term feast, Potter?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," said Harry. "Yeah...she said...progress will be prohibited or...well, it meant that...that the Ministry of Magic is trying to interfere at Hogwarts."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'm glad you listen to Hermione Granger at any rate."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ron was staring at Pettigrew with the utmost revulsion.&lt;br /&gt;"I let you sleep in my bed!" he said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I think I mite keep looking and try to find some new ones..maybe take some old ones down I'm not sure I just felt the urge to put new ones up lol. Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114157547299364248?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114157547299364248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114157547299364248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114157547299364248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114157547299364248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/03/soyeah_05.html' title='So..yeah...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114099538995230389</id><published>2006-02-26T17:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T17:11:53.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane - I didn't know you got car sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Daria - I don't, usually. It's the fumes. It smells like... it smells like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Jane - Teen spirit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Daria - Cheap perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ane - Brittany must be working up a sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..things have been okay lately. Not better or worse I guess. Uhh...this morning in homeroom I ran around and tried to get science homewrok from everyone, and Mr. Tanner didn't even look to see if we did it or not..grrr...just about all of my answers were wrong anyway...o well it's not my fault I wasn't there on Tuesday! But anyway..in Ancient civ like all we did was get homewrok..boring. I finished my notes and now I have homwrok since I didn't do it then..I read instead. Reading all we did was take our vocab test..I guessed on like the last 2 or 3 becasue I coudln't remember..oh well. Science, we wnet over homwork and then like took notes..borring for the most part. Then uhh...oh right then it was Music uhh..we didn't really like do much...I think I have a test next week sometime..not really sure when..but oh well. Math all we did was take notes...got homework that I don't fee like doing. lunch I sat with Jen, Josh, Emily, Jack and Kyle. That was really cool, had fun with them. Uhhh..after that was study hall..wasn't as boring as usual, I didn't fall asleep like I usually do lol. I read the whole time..didn't really feel like doing my math homework..or ancient civ. Then it was LA that was pretty cool, played bingo sat near Jack, had fun. Good times. Then it was 9th period...mostly Josh and I wrote notes to eachother, that was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit* Sorry for my lack of updates..lol and for the fact that when they did come they were a bit...uhh...late lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114099538995230389?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114099538995230389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114099538995230389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114099538995230389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114099538995230389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114099428119367625</id><published>2006-02-26T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T17:13:37.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita Skeeter Better Shut Her Mouth Before She Gets In Trouble...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4292/1575/1600/omg%20u%20look%20like%20a%20frog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4292/1575/320/omg%20u%20look%20like%20a%20frog.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh..well tomrrow's back to school...so much for my uber cool weekend. But yeah..I've been doing just about uhh..nothing this entire day. Okay, Okay..I did get done my homework, w00t and that's always and added bouns. Annnnddd I got my mom to order a bunch of rad new t-shirts for me, minus the shoes though, so that's another added bouns. Then I was like yeah well theres always the shurtugal t-shirt I've been wanting since lets see "oh September" so she was like okay just get me the order stuff lol..thenn..it was time for none other than Harry and the Potters, she's probably getting that for me too, hell yeah! hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://x47.xanga.com/615d202a1053138835153/b6322133.gif" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But anway after giving my mom the order stuff for the shurty t-shirt and Harry and the Potters cd's I downloaded 3 more Harry and the Potters songs...The Wrath of Hermonie, wich is one of the coolest HP songs besides the one that repeats omg you look like a frog (I can't remember what it's called lol). The other two I downloaded are The Godfather and The Godfater part II. So yeah like all day I've been listening to that..I've been in a Harry Potter mood lol. But all day I've been doing nothing at all..pointless things really haha. Oh well somtimes I have nothng better to do..like right now for example! But most of my day has been spent by wasting pointless time on the computer..but isn't that what I do every day? lol. Well...I'll leave you two enjoy two last icons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4292/1575/1600/Because%20Snapes%20Worth%20it.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4292/1575/1600/Because%20Snapes%20Worth%20it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="106" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4292/1575/320/Because%20Snapes%20Worth%20it.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4292/1575/1600/oh%20my.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4292/1575/320/oh%20my.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Because Snapes just cool *coughEvilcough* like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114099428119367625?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114099428119367625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114099428119367625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114099428119367625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114099428119367625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/rita-skeeter-better-shut-her-mouth.html' title='Rita Skeeter Better Shut Her Mouth Before She Gets In Trouble...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114082841059799810</id><published>2006-02-24T18:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T18:46:50.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.putfile.com/Icon-HP-Movie"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click here to watch 'Icon-HP-Movie'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah that's what I've been doing in my so called "free time". Yes I know it's stupid, but give me credit..it's my first and it's not really ment to look great because..well I only did this becasue I was bored lol. So enjoy. Sorry for the lack of posts this week...I haven't really been all that busy I just haven't felt like posting. I guess I'll update like tomrrow or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114082841059799810?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114082841059799810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114082841059799810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114082841059799810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114082841059799810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/click-here-to-watch-icon-hp-movie-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114028275667537477</id><published>2006-02-18T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T11:12:38.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell For Awhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;Jodie - Thanks for the ride. My parents will meet us up there after the new members' brunch at their club. My father's been on the waiting list for three years.&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Remember, no matter what happens on this ride you've already waived your right to sue me for confining you with lunatics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;^ Sort of what I'm stuck with..but worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Well okay, hear it goes. I'm most likely going to disspear from your buddy list for most of this weekend..if youi really, really, really, really, wanna know..ask. I won't tell you. But if you feel bad for me, being deprived of internet for most likely an entire weekend, plus a day,  you can use that thing called the phone to call my cell(858-1519)..yes it will be on..unlike other things at my house my cell will be on.  And if anyone see's Jackson (ChippyLord) online, beg and plead him to call his girlfriend, or you will die by fire and chipmunks. I don't think I have much else to say...oh yeah but on a much cooler note the guy who created Ren and Stimpy, yeah that guy, has a blog, take a look, I'll add him to my "Friends" place..maybe I should change the name to "links" hmm...well anyway I'll go before I rant &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;...hopefully I post again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114028275667537477?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114028275667537477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114028275667537477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114028275667537477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114028275667537477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/farewell-for-awhile.html' title='Farewell For Awhile...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-114004222775332446</id><published>2006-02-15T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T16:23:47.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Supper Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Helen - Science is fascinating. Tell me all about it, honey.&lt;br /&gt;Daria - I can't. I signed a confidentiality paper. The other scientists would be mad.&lt;br /&gt;Helen - (groans) Oh, forget it, Daria. Quinn, how was your day?&lt;br /&gt;Quinn - It sucked. First my teacher gave my paper on Cleopatra's makeup don'ts an "F" -- like he would know. Then my heel broke. Then, like, the day was almost over and only two guys had asked me out. Luckily, just before...&lt;br /&gt;Helen - Daria, please tell me about the project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 85%;font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well today was pretty cool. I was going to go to breakfast with Josh and Jack and Jen and everyone but I didn't do my science homework and I didn't know how long it was going to take so I just stayed in homeroom. Actually Josh stayed with me because he still had to finish up part of his book project, so I talked to him and miriah. Well Ancient Civ was boring for the most part, Mr. Thompson lost his voice so he had to get someone to be "teacher", it ended up being Shane and Nicole, wonderful. After was reading, we shared our book projects *fun*, and since Jackson didn't have a book for our next project, he's on homeroom detention. Then it was science that was..okay. We did a lab and then Mr. Tanner got all mad, mainly because of Josh. Music was boring and really anoying. Instead of just doing the take, pass, take pass, take pass, take pass thing now we're doing take shake pass, take shake pass, take shake pass, and she put me next to four who has to be a total jerk about it and make me drop just about all of the eggs. In math all we did was take notes and work on stuff, got homework too, but hey it's not due till next Tuesday so I'm not going to worry about it. Lunch I sat with Jack and Josh mainly. Had fun, though we kind of ditched Emily when she went to wait for Lance..o well. umm..Study hall was boring..I read sorta. Then it was Language Arts...that was okay, we finished our portfolios and then we worked on a hinky pinky worksheet thing..that was pretty boring too though, we could work with other people so I went with Jack and he figured like every single one out basically while I just sat there...o well. Then he opened up his folder and all the strips of blue paper were still in there from last week and I asked why and he said he couldn't remember where his paper pig was (he was going to make a lot of them..) and so I told him that it was in that book he let me borrow last week and so he got all happy lol. And then I was like I can't do any of those *points to worksheet* but I can remember where the pig is. And then Jack goes yeah you have Supper Memory! lol. So much for altimers (sp?) lol. 9th period was boring for the most part, wrote a note to Josh...and then we couldn't talk at 2:52, never did figure out why..but whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-114004222775332446?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/114004222775332446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=114004222775332446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114004222775332446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/114004222775332446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-supper-memory_114004222775332446.html' title='I Have Supper Memory'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113988435729262259</id><published>2006-02-13T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:32:37.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;(Upchuck holds up implant in one hand)&lt;br /&gt;Upchuck - Hmmm. Call me country bumpkin, but... what is it?&lt;br /&gt;Jane - It's a fake boob.&lt;br /&gt;(Upchuck shudders, drops the implant back in the box, and runs away with a screaming case of the willies)&lt;br /&gt;Jane - I guess he's not quite ready for a physical relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;So today hmm...had a two hour delay because it snowed over the weekend, hell yeah! So I slept untill like 8:30, then got up, got online and got ready for school. Homeroom talked to Josh mostly..saw Jack on my way in, and he told me he did nothing on his book project, Lazy Boy! haha. First peirod or rather third, was science..we started a new unit..and guess who I sit next to? Josh, yes the wonderful and lovely Josh..I can't stand him (note: this Josh is not to be confused with they really cool Josh, Josh P., that I talk to in homeroom and sit with at lunch). And Jack sits next to Brandon..again! he's sat next to and/or near to him since the start of the year! god I hate him sometimes. Reading we took our vocab test, thank god it was open notes..or I really don't think I would have passed, I frogot about it untill last night when I was laying in bed...Then it was Math, Jack lied to me by telling me at the end of Science class that Math wasn't a full period...I found out at the start of Reading that he lied...LIAR!. Math all we did was work on stuff in groups..haha our group didn't get done..but hey we got our problem right that Casey put up on the board. Lunch I sat with umm..I really can't remember..althought I remember being the only girl if that means anything...Bj was there...I think man I'm going to have altizmers or however you spell it when I get old..this wasn't even like a day ago..oh well. Umm...then it was Language Arts I took my midway test for And Then There Were None, I couldn't have done that bad on it..even if I did forget about it lol. Then it was Ancient Civ. sorta borring we filled in notes..I daydreamed like half the class but I got it done anyway..Jack didn't know there was a back to it lol so I doubt he finished it I think it was homework too. 9th period was okay..I wrote a note to Josh cuz I was bored and finished up part of my book project..that's due wed. *dies* But I'll uhh..get it done..yeah something like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113988435729262259?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113988435729262259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113988435729262259' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113988435729262259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113988435729262259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/yet-another-monday.html' title='Yet Another Monday'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113968929358801815</id><published>2006-02-11T13:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T14:41:42.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*One Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Daria- (puts head in locker) Do me a favor will you?&lt;br /&gt;Jane- Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Daria- Close my locker.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Well things have been pretty good..Homeroom on Friday I talked to Josh, Lindsay, Alex and other random people. Ancient Civ took a test and I finished my homework for reading that I didn't do because I was tired. Reading we did a review game for And Then There Were None...my midway test is on Monday *dies*. Science took a test and afterward I talked to Jack for awhile, Monday we'll change seats so I probably won't sit next to him again :(. Then music we watched this video for like the whole peirod! It was nice not really having to do anything. Then it was Math...borring really i think we took notes or something..I can't really remember..o well. Then it was lunch, sat with uhh..hmm...I cna't really remember..But I do remember that it wasn't with Emily or Josh..o well the only person I really remember is Jack and maybe Bj. Anyway, Casey hooded (sp? or is hooded even a word? lol) Jack since he did it to her awhile ago. In Language Arts we worked on stuff, I can't really remember...uhh..Chours was basically the same as it's been for like the past week..I had zero clue what was going on and well yeah zero clue what went on the entire time..but whatever..Then when we left Jack went up and acted like he was going to go hug this random chippy, funny..good times. Then when we got up to where all the 8th graders were Jack started acting like he was going to shoot half of them and it was really funny because I think this one guy noticed lol, he looked at Jack a bit weird lol. 9th peirod was kinda borring since Josh wasn't there...so I talked to Lindsay and Alex instead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113968929358801815?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113968929358801815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113968929358801815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113968929358801815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113968929358801815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-thing.html' title='*One Thing'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113908517558959911</id><published>2006-02-04T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T15:08:38.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quiz taken from Mike who took it from Rina, Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[PAST]]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] First grade teacher`s name: Mrs. Latuca&lt;br /&gt;[2] Last words you said: "it works" to my mom about my iPod&lt;br /&gt;[3] Last song you sang: “Memory”&lt;br /&gt;[4] Last person you hugged: Jack or one of my parents..can't rememebre&lt;br /&gt;[5] Last thing you laughed at: The comic posted bleow (hopefully, stupid blogger)&lt;br /&gt;[6] Last time you said “I`m in love with you”?: ..never?&lt;br /&gt;[7] Last time you cried: unsure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[PRESENT]] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] What color socks are you wearing: none&lt;br /&gt;[10] What’s under your bed: Storage area for things that I never use, opeaned, wore, or ate. Yes I said ate.&lt;br /&gt;[11] What time did you wake up today: 10:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;[12] Current taste: Pepsi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[13] Current hair: nothing special&lt;br /&gt;[15] Current annoyance: blogger&lt;br /&gt;[16] Current longing: For Jack to get online..he totally needs to read that comic&lt;br /&gt;[17] Current desktop background: &lt;img alt="isn't it pretty?" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/screan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18] Current worry: Report cards?..yeah I'll go along with something like that..my math test *dies*&lt;br /&gt;[19] Current Hate: Blogger&lt;br /&gt;[20] Current favorite outfit: uhh..favorite jeans and my The Beatles shirt&lt;br /&gt;[25] Are you in love:...&lt;br /&gt;[26] If you could play an instrument, what would it be: I never want to play anything as long as i live..not after music class&lt;br /&gt;[27] Favorite color(s): Black, Green, and Blue&lt;br /&gt;[28] Do you believe in an afterlife: Sure&lt;br /&gt;[29] How tall are you: no idea...&lt;br /&gt;[30] Current favorite word/saying: no clue&lt;br /&gt;[31] Favorite book: look at my profile I have too many to name&lt;br /&gt;[32] Favorite season: Fall&lt;br /&gt;[33] One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: can't think of anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[FUTURE]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[35] Where do you want to go for college? no clue&lt;br /&gt;[36] What is your career going to be like: no idea&lt;br /&gt;[37] How many kids do you want: Definitely never more than two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[HAVE YOU EVER]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[39] Said “I love you” and meant it:....&lt;br /&gt;[40] Gotten in a fight with your dog/cat/bird/fish: Sure, Noodles&lt;br /&gt;[41] Been to New York: no&lt;br /&gt;[42] Been to Florida: no&lt;br /&gt;[43] Been to California: no&lt;br /&gt;[44] Been to Hawaii: no&lt;br /&gt;[45] Been to Mexico: no&lt;br /&gt;[46] Been to China: no&lt;br /&gt;[48] Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day: yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[Random]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[49] Last time you fell down: Yesterday..I was trying to pick Jack up and he had to not want me to win so..yeah..I fell down..&lt;br /&gt;[50] Mature(Older Man/Woman) Crush: eww..no lol&lt;br /&gt;[51] Color hair you wish you had: Mine is cool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[52] Do you have a crush on someone: no &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[53] What book are you reading now? Rasco and the Rats of NIMH (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;[54] Worst feeling in the world: no clue&lt;br /&gt;[55] What is the first thing you think when you wake in the morning: “Fuck you, school! But at least I get to go in and totally destroy the freshmen in Battlefield.” Yeah Except change freshmen to chippys and that's me.&lt;br /&gt;[56] How many rings before you answer: depends&lt;br /&gt;[57] Future daughter`s name: no clue...&lt;br /&gt;[58] Future son`s name: no clue&lt;br /&gt;[59] Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: no anymore&lt;br /&gt;[60] If you could have any job you wanted: no sure&lt;br /&gt;[61] Wish you were: Not bored and&lt;strong&gt; not re doing this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[62] Future College plans: Four years. Looking forward to it? Hell no. Yeah something like that..&lt;br /&gt;[63] Hey: Hello&lt;br /&gt;[64] Do you do drugs: Dude, everyone does drugs&lt;br /&gt;[65] What kind of Shampoo and Conditioner do you use? Suave or something…yeah whatever it's called..&lt;br /&gt;[66] What are you most scared of: not sure&lt;br /&gt;[67] What clothes do you sleep in? what I'm wearing&lt;br /&gt;[68] Who is the last person you talked to on the phone: My dad&lt;br /&gt;[69] Where do you want to get married: Dunno..&lt;br /&gt;[70] If you could change anything in your past: A few things… but I’ll keep those to myself. Yeah something like that..&lt;br /&gt;[71] Who do you really hate: Assley&lt;br /&gt;[72] Are you timely or always late: I’m never late..unless Jack is with me..or Josh...&lt;br /&gt;[73] Do you have a job:yeah it's called School.&lt;br /&gt;[74] Do you like being around people?: Go. Away. Humans. yes. go away&lt;br /&gt;[75] Best feeling in the world? not sure...&lt;br /&gt;[76] Are you for world peace: Sure&lt;br /&gt;[77] Are you a health freak:No&lt;br /&gt;[78] Do you have a “Type” of person you always go after: What kind of question is this? Anyway?&lt;br /&gt;[80] Are you lonely right now? No...&lt;br /&gt;[81] Ever afraid you’ll never get married: I'm 13&lt;br /&gt;[82] Do you want to get married: See above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[IN THE LAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU]] [Yes. Or. No.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[84] Cried: No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[85] Bought Something: No&lt;br /&gt;[86] Gotten Sick: No&lt;br /&gt;[87] Sang: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[88] Said I Love You: Yes....&lt;br /&gt;[89] Had Sex? If you say so..&lt;br /&gt;[90] Met Someone New: No&lt;br /&gt;[91] Moved On: Maybe..&lt;br /&gt;[92] Talked To Someone: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[93] Had A Serious Talk: don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;[94] Missed Someone: Totally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[95] Hugged Someone: Yeah guess who&lt;br /&gt;[96] Yelled at Someone: Probably&lt;br /&gt;[97] Dreamed About Someone You Can’t Be With: No&lt;br /&gt;[98] Kissed someone: No&lt;br /&gt;[99] Have you ever been heartbroken: Yes&lt;br /&gt;[100] Do you like the way things are with life right now? Can't complain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113908517558959911?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113908517558959911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113908517558959911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113908517558959911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113908517558959911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/bored.html' title='Bored...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113908265089833835</id><published>2006-02-04T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T13:50:50.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Pants Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/garilfed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;^ *coughJacksoncough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113908265089833835?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113908265089833835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113908265089833835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113908265089833835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113908265089833835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/falling-pants-syndrome.html' title='Falling Pants Syndrome'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113893052755411352</id><published>2006-02-02T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:56:33.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate Chippys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mr. O'Neill - Right here and now, let's pledge to make Daria's dream a reality. Daria - You mean the one where people walking down the street burst into flames?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well today was cool. In the cafertia this morning &lt;strong&gt;another&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; anoying&lt;/strong&gt; chippy asked me out. Jack's alredy yelled at them once, Casey's given them the finger, I've resorted to pushing any of them that even as much as utter a word to me, I don't know what else I have to say to them to get them to leave me the hell alone. Besides I already have the greatest boyfriend in the world..and why would I want to cheat on him? Especially with a really ugly chippy. Homeroom I talked to Alex, Josh and Lindsay. Ancient Civ was stupid. We have a test tomrrow so we did a review game that basically coverd the three things that are going to be on the test Screaming, Laughing, and megan being very anoying. The game was stupid becasue we got like zero done. Reading was quite borring for the most part, got put into groups and did something stupid that I can't really rememebr. Science we worked on our lab and our notes. We got time to work on our lab first me and Taylor were already done so I worked on my notes...*coughtalkedtojackthewholetimecough*. The we got to change seats becasue we're starting a new unit, and *drum roll* I sit nex to Jack, w00t. Too bad it's only for a week :(, stupid mini unit!!lol. Music was cool for the most part we wached a video and we didn't have to drum! (thank god)..but theres always tomrrow. Math was okay for the most part..got our test back and got homeowrk..grr. Lunch sat with Jack, Sam, Josh, Emily...there were other people..I just can't really remember who they were..*memory loss*. Anway I think my buddy profile just about sums lunch up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Me: Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jackson: What's wrong?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: I burnt my lip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ackson: How do you burn your lip on a slushie!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*everyone at the table laughs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Me: I burnt it last night..like I already told you&lt;br /&gt;^ and that's why I love him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Anyway, Lunch was cool. After we had Language Arts..that was okay for the most part. Then it was gym, last day of bowling, fun. After Jack didn't wait for me...well allmost. He was just about to start walking up the stairs and then me and Emily ran after him. Then we waited for Josh and Mr. Miller yelled at us because we were just standing there..*rolls eyes* we waited for Josh anyway...Then we took the cool but long way back to homeroom. 9th peirod me and josh wrote notes to eachother beacause we wern't allowed to talk at 2:52. Worked on my science homework...and that was it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113893052755411352?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113893052755411352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113893052755411352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113893052755411352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113893052755411352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/02/desperate-chippys.html' title='Desperate Chippys'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113841019247950143</id><published>2006-01-27T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T19:42:34.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trent - There were some phone messages I almost forgot about. Let's see... Penny's coming in from Costa Rica; some kind of problem with a volcano. And Dad's finished taking pictures of Celtic rock formations. He's on his way back to print.&lt;br /&gt;Jane - What's that written on your other hand?&lt;br /&gt;Trent - Change name of Mystik Spiral to "Something Something Explosion."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Homeroom I talked to Josh and Lindsay..still in a locker closing war with Nick. Ancient Civ we had a test...that I very easily could have failed. Language Arts I also had a test, that I also very easily could have failed. Science all we did was umm...review and take notes and stuff..I think..I can't really remember now lol. After science was music...okay we did a few things..kinda borring. Math we took a quiz and then took notes...Lunch I was going to sit with Jack but he got reserve table for playing tag with Kyle yesterday. So I just sat with Lindsay and Casey and everyone...I also talked to Chris. After lunch was Language Arts okay, all we did was edit our essays. Then we had chours and I walked with Jack and we went the cafertia way and he said it would be faster and I belived him...but I'm not really srue if it was any faster or not lol, but hey we were on time! Chours was kinda borring all we really did was sing this one song the whole time. After that was 9th peirod, okay for the most part I guess. Mr. Thompson is getting a bit mean about everything though...can't go to our lockers or anything like that anymore..stupid if you ask me. Jack didn't paly extreme hallway with Kyle, he did it on the way back from Chours and he tagged Kyle even though he didn't know haha. But all in all today wasn't that bad I guess..kinda upseat that I didn't get to sit with Jack, but theres always Monday..and whatever day that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113841019247950143?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113841019247950143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113841019247950143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113841019247950143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113841019247950143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/run.html' title='Run'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113814652014297399</id><published>2006-01-24T16:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T18:07:11.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson didn't do all of  his homework...but he still got a 5/5?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiffany - You're that girl from Quinn's house.&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Are you getting counseling, too?&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany - (trance-like) I'm the counselor. It's volunteer work... to help the socially... challenged.&lt;br /&gt;Daria - You're going to counsel me? Of course. It's some kind of cosmic payback for being too ironic. Okay. Is this going to take long?&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany - (begins reading very slowly) "You... too... can learn to... make..."&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany - "... friends. Making... friends..."&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Why don't I read that to myself? That way, we can both be out of here before we graduate.&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany - "Making friends... is..."&lt;br /&gt;Daria - (taps foot impatiently) Fun? Interesting? Impossible?&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany - "... important. Friends can be... very..."&lt;br /&gt;(clock ticks from 3:00 to 3:01)&lt;br /&gt;Daria - Useful? Supportive? Purple? What?!&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany - You made me lose my place. (grunts softly in frustration) Let's see... "Making friends... is... important..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well homeroom I felt like crap...but sort of talked to Josh and Chris...well not really because I was more or less just like laying my head on Josh's desk and complaing that they were talking to loud and I wanted to sleep. Before Ancient civ I talked to Jack and we got back homework, Jack got a 5/5 even though he didn't finish it and I'm still wondering how Mr. Thompson missed that..lucky. The rest of class was borring, as always. Reading just worked on some stuff...Science Jack's group did their presentation Megan, Josh, and a few other people I don't remember kept complaing through the whole entire thing that they went too fast..yeah well your too anoying. Computer was borring..had to work on some stupid paper thing..then ultra key. Math had a test...Lunch was cool and for once everyone got to sit togther. Emily lost her voice so noone paid attention to her..well untill she started hitting Jackson on the hand with a pencil lol, we're so mean to him sometimes. Then Kyle came over and tagged Jack and then he tried to get him but ran back to our table...then he grabs the chair and uses it to try and like poke him..and I can't say it didn't work, Kyle did run away.I I sware he's going to end up in ISS one day..lol. Language arts was..horrifying in soo many ways. We had to get into groups...and wel guess what I was with my all time favorite people in the whole wide world...Megan and Nicole..I wanted to die. We didn't get a fuckin thing done, Oh yeah except what I actually did write down. I hate group things all of them suck. But anyway...gym was cool enough I guess. we're doing bowling, I went with Ashley (not to be confused with Assley) and..and..I can't remember, talk about short term memory loss lol. Uhh..anyway, 9th period I was going to read but then Josh asked me if I had my Ancient Civ homework and I didn't but then I asked Chris, because he carries around everything all day so I figured he'd have it..uhh..somewhere. So finally he found it and I gave it to Josh...then I read...and when we were allowed to talk I talked to Josh and Alex. After 9th period I found Jack and he was chasing kyle, another gameof extremem hallway tag or rather the same game they've been playing forever or at least as long as I can remember. So anyway Jack half runs into me and so then he tells me to run...and I run. We run right outside trying to get away from kyle..and in the end Jack didn't even win!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But on an even more important note I can pick Jackson up and he can pick me up alot more than I can pick him up..But I stil win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113814652014297399?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113814652014297399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113814652014297399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113814652014297399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113814652014297399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/jackson-didnt-do-all-of-his.html' title='Jackson didn&apos;t do all of  his homework...but he still got a 5/5?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113780702233192449</id><published>2006-01-20T18:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T19:34:09.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Legend of the Belt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen - "Your lack of interest in personal interaction makes you an ideal candidate for working with the dead." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria, have you given any thought to your career plans?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria - I guess I'll just wait around for people to kick the bucket.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen - I can't believe you're not more ambitious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria - You want me to kill people to drum up business?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well today was okay. Homeroom talked to uhh..Josh and Lindsay, closed Nick's locker twice and so then he got really pissed and closed mine for the rest of the day. Homeroom we changed seats, I sit next to Alex and Lindsay wich is cool. Poor Josh sits in the corner all alone lol. Ancient Civ we changed seats also..:(. Jack sits in the first row next to shayne and nicole..I feel &lt;em&gt;pitty him&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;very much.&lt;/strong&gt; Well I have to sit near Megan..so I'm not sure if could get any better for each of us. That class has gotten so borring I just wanna fall asleep, I'm not srue how Jack's going to make it in the front row lol, at least I'm in the back so he won't notice if I start to nod off. Reading..we got back our book projects and then she went on and on about how we weren't going to have as many grades for the 3rd marking period and how it would be so much harder..Mrs. Scortion os very anoying for that reason...then she went on and on about how we had to do our homework and blah, blah, blah! Science we just worked on our projects..borring. And shaybe has my screan name, thanks to bullmonkey..&lt;strong&gt;grrrrrrr!&lt;/strong&gt;, wich just makes me so happy. At the end I started throwing bits of paper at Jack and we had a bit of a war with them for like the last 5 mins of class, good times, good times. Then it was music..borring for the most part. Math uhh..we just went over notes and stuff..got more homework wich is just what I need. Lunch I sat with Jack, Emily, Josh..and other people I can't remember, had fun and Josh paid me for listeing to his jokes when everyone else wouldn't listen to him. Fun. After was Language Arts..borring. Then Chours and Jack is wearing a belt so maybe a new Legend will be started who knows? Chours was fun for the most part but my throat hurt so by the end of class it really hurt. Then 9th period...worked on Ancient Civ homework and talked to Josh at the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113780702233192449?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113780702233192449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113780702233192449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113780702233192449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113780702233192449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/legend-of-belt_113780702233192449.html' title='The Legend of the Belt?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113772031693323247</id><published>2006-01-19T19:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T19:25:16.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan, "Dan" and the start of the 3rd Marking Period</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Jake - Daria, why aren't you on the tennis team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Daria - Because it's classified as a sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Helen - Speaking of sports, Jodie, do you know Kevin Thompson? He and Daria did a science project together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;odie - Oh, sure. Kevin's great... (softly to Daria) ...at smashing beer cans with his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Helen - I don't know why Daria doesn't hang around with him and his gang more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Daria - For the same reason I don't sleep with my head packed in ice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well homeroom talked to hmm..Josh and Lindsay...Casey too I think I dunno I can't really remember now lol. Ancient Civ I really could have fallen alsleep but it was one of the very few classes with Mr. Thompson that you like..had to actually like pay attention because he would like ask us a question every 5 seconds so I couldn't really sleep that well. Oh yeah and a new marking period started today..I'm not really srue if I should be happy or not..kinda sad though since theres only one more marking peirod left after this one :(. Reading was borring...we just got stuff back and worked on essays. Science was okay..we have to do yet another stupid group project. Though this time we got to actually pick our groups wich was cool..I guess...I'm not with Jack though (grr) :(. I was going to be but he had to pick the one that like everyone in the entire class wanted to do and my locker had to not open so I didn't get to be with him...But I'm with Bullmoney so..I guess it's ok. At least I'm wich someone that I can stand right? wrong, dead wrong. Well anyway we changed seats and I sit next to taylor again. But guess who Jack gets to sit next to? His all time favorite person in the world, Megan! ha.He told me he has to sit next to her in homeroom too. Man I feel bad for him, I'm just glad I don't have to sit next to her anymore! But back to our group projects..apparently Shayne didn't have anyone to go with so guess what group Mr. Tanner just had to put him with? Ours. Exactly why I said I had to put with someone I couldn't stand. But I sorta talked to Jack when we were supposed to be working because he sits near Jack and his group was at his table working on his project so I talked to him for awhile...I told him to shoot me becasue I had to work with Shayne...he said he'd just shoot Shayne because Shayne would be more fun to kill, I feel so loved. Then I had music..fun I suppose. I sit next to Jordan or "dan"(if you get that joke I feel very bad for you becasue that means that you have been a victum of Jordan's stupidity)..Jordan is an ididot. And I really ment what I said to, he is a full fleged idiot. Music will be okay I guess...but Jack's lucky he has facs ha I can't wait to see what he makes, that could be...well I'm not sure what it could be, I think I'll just wait on that one. Then it was math..*fun*, so much *fun*. We got some grades back..also fun *dies*. Then it was Lunch I sat with Lindsay, Casey, Madi and Paige. Fun for the most part. Then I had Language Arts, we worked on our essays again, I got mine finished. After that was gym fun enough. I watched Jack dance for awhile...I got Alex to get Lindsay out..walked around with Christine for awhile...Talked to James he just stood around and we talked about how unfair it was that there wasn't anyone "cool" on our side to talk to... and how we hated the groups we were put into for the rest of the year...After I walked back with Jackson and we took the sort of long but sort of easier way back to homeroom. Apparently everyone was "in their seat and quiet at 2:22" so we didn't get to talk...*coughNickcough*. Since we couldn't talk I wrote a note to Josh because I got bored..and it really sucks because tomrrow we're going to change seats in homeroom and I really, really, really like sitting next to Josh and it's really, really going to suck becasue I highly doubt that Mr. Thompson will put me near him or Alex or Lindsay or Bullmonkey or anyone :(. Same with class I doubt I sit near Bullmonkey and Jack anymore in Math :(. And I bet I don't sit near Jack anymore in Ancient Civ. :(.. But after homeroom I just walked to the bus with Lindsay and sort of Casey, since Jack had ski and snowboard club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113772031693323247?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113772031693323247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113772031693323247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113772031693323247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113772031693323247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/megan-dan-and-start-of-3rd-marking.html' title='Megan, &quot;Dan&quot; and the start of the 3rd Marking Period'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113754271273297894</id><published>2006-01-17T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T18:05:12.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bogeyman is Comming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Stoller: Class... you may have noticed I'm not your usual teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: If only we didn't have our usual students.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was pretty cool. Ancient Civ we had a test...and I uhh..found out it was on like everything from chapter 4 instead of just like the last sextion we did...but hey it's okay if I don't do that good on it because it'll be on the next marking peirod so I'm not really worried. Reading we did our biography presentations...our group didn't have to go *thankfully*, Andrew and Colton didn't bother to do any of theirs...wich makes me wonder why I bothered. Science took a test..that I don't think I did perfect on..there was some stuff on it that I didn't study for :/. Computer was cool, we worked on Ultra Key wich is so cool becasue it's easy. Then like 15 mins into class the power went out! And Ethan goes "The Bogeyman is Comming"! lol. Then for like the rest of class I just talked to Ethan and like everyone else I sit near..then it came back on for like 4 mins then it went out again when I was going to Math it went out again...but it came back on before class started :(. Math was..borring..all we did was get homework!!! I have a worksheet to do tonight and then like 8-53 or something due friday..grr..I just don't feel like doing it. Lunch I sat with Jack and Bj, had fun. Then Language arts..had another test..and I'm really hoping I did good on it..I think I did at least. Then was gym..fun enough...though noone good is in my group for the rest of the year..no Josh, Jack, Emily, Cat, Chrsitine, Mariah, Lindsay or anyone else that great for the matter :(. Well..there's Alex..but that's..like it. The stupid gym teachers had to put me with just about everyone I can't stand. Oh and Ethan..but other than that noone 'cept Alex... And I got pissed at Jack and Emily because they're always in groups togther..grrr. Well we played hospital ball, it was cool, I was on a side with Josh and Christine and Christine would get balls for me and Josh and we would go and try to get Jack and Emily, fun times, fun times. I was sore at the end..but it was always fun and after Jack showed me the water foutain with the coldest water. Then we took the shorter way back to homeroom..and we were still a bit late. 9th peirod I worked on the biography project with Andrew and Colton..*fun*. Then went back..and Talked to Josh and Casey. Jack had team detention with Mr. Thompson :(, I hope he survived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113754271273297894?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113754271273297894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113754271273297894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113754271273297894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113754271273297894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/bogeyman-is-comming.html' title='The Bogeyman is Comming!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113745641244595127</id><published>2006-01-16T17:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T18:06:52.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bit of Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor: Why don't you be Daria?&lt;br /&gt;Quinn: Oh God, just throw me in front of a train, why don't you.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Oh come on, it can't be that bad. Give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;Quinn: I just did.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: I am not suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: All right Daria. Now can you be Quinn?&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Okay, now I'm suicidal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I haven't updated for awhile..I guess I'll just start with Friday..&lt;br /&gt;Homeroom talked to Josh I didn't feel well so I ended up being half pissed at him...First peirod I had my spanish exam, that I didn't even know about becasue I didn't have it last week because I was having my stupid braces put on..grr...and I'm not going to know my grade for Language untill we get our report cards..though I don't think I did that bad on French. But o well it's just one grade I really just don't care about it anymore. Reading uhh...what did we do? Oh right took our vocab test..that was fine. Science was like the best peirod out of the whole day! Mr. Tanner rules sometimes! Okay well anyway, on..tuesday we went around and tried to find out where the most bacteria would be in the school and whoever grew the most won basically. Mr. Tanner let us pick our own partner so I went with Jack and we like walked around for 15 mins untill we decied to do something...we did the cafertia floor and we ended up being the last ones back to class becasue we took the longest way possible back to class, I was really suprised that Mr. Tanner didn't yell at us, but he's cool like that. But anyway we grew the most bacteria! I remember going into class and jack was like "We Won!" and I was just like what? I totally frogot about it. But back to Firday, we we did a lab..actually me and Jack didn't get done...*coughistillhavetodoitcough*. uhh...after that was Art, so much fun, I had to rush to get my stupid cat picture thing done..and everyone said that my cat looked like a wolf. That just goes to show you how much of a good Artist I am. Uhh...after that was math...I actually can't really remember what we did o well it's not that important. Lunch I was going tgo sit with Josh,Jack, Emily, Jen and all them..but there wern't enough seats left at the table : ( so it was just me and Jack. In language Arts all we did was..like..review stuff I think...after that was Ancient Civ. So borring...I wanted to fall alsleep so badly. Then 9th peirod..Josh read the physco teenager book so I just sorta did nothing...when we could talk to talked to Alex and lindsay and him.  After Jack rode the bus home with me...everything went fine but like all the kids that usesd to ride our bus before they got put on 6 just had to pick that day to want to ride the bus so then that bus person guy got on and told them to get off and it took them FOREVER to get off..finally they did..I was just worried that someone would figure out that Jack didn't really belong on the bus..haha if anyone did they didn't say anything so that was all good..just scard  me for a bit. Lindsay listened to my iPod on the way home..I talked to Jack, and lindsay had to sit with Mark haha. Well..then Jack met my mom and she took us to the mall....went fine..even better in a way than I thought it would..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday all I did was sleep..got online..did some stuff..my mom cleaned the living room and I found all my old game boy games! So I've been playing them like non-stop. Then that night I was eating pizza and, my luck, the wire to my braces broke..so I told my mom and she just ripped it out. So then I had to go back today to get another one put in, I looked really weird with no wire and no color or anything lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday I worked on my Least Wanted poster for Scinece a little bit..studied for my Ancient Civ, Science and LA tests. Slept..got online..played my game boy..did some other stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, Monday, I slept, watched Gilmore Girls, finished my poster *thank god*, and I still have to do my biography project *wonders why I had to put it off to the last min* and I still wanna study for Science again...hhmm..and I didn't do that lab either..*dies* yeah it'll get done, if I stop typing it will lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113745641244595127?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113745641244595127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113745641244595127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113745641244595127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113745641244595127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-bit-of-everything.html' title='Little Bit of Everything'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113685868814664275</id><published>2006-01-09T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T20:04:48.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jane: (teasing) Oh, dear, our little girl's becoming a woman.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Jane: Don't you get it, Daria? You did something stupid for a guy. Gee, you may join the human race after all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;^^ If joining the human race means doing something stupid for a guy..then I'm not sure I &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to join the human race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well I had a bad day...I think that just about says it all right there: bad day...although..it wasn't totally bad...not &lt;em&gt;totally&lt;/em&gt; at least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113685868814664275?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113685868814664275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113685868814664275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113685868814664275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113685868814664275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day....'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113668724891079474</id><published>2006-01-07T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T20:27:28.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gnorbu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen: Daria! How could you mislead your sister like that?&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Mother. How could I not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.neopets.com/template_images/gnorbu_green_rearing.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;New Neopet, Gnorbu...and may I ask...WHAT THE HELL IS IT SUPPOSED TO BE!?...Let me know if you have any ideas, because quite frankly I'm really starting to wonder just what they're thinking when they create these things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113668724891079474?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113668724891079474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113668724891079474' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113668724891079474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113668724891079474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/gnorbu.html' title='Gnorbu'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113660802487556432</id><published>2006-01-06T22:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:27:04.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Sum It All Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Quinn: I'm training to become a doctor so if daddy has another heart attack, I'll be here to save him.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Dr. Quinn, medicine moron.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;CJSbucs1= Casey&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823= Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saphira0823 [10:24 PM]: hey dude what are you doin on so late?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:25 PM]: i can be on when i want. well, at least until i go to bed in about 1/2 an hour&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:25 PM]: ooo&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:25 PM]: U GOT BRACES!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:25 PM]: yeah&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:25 PM]: YOU HAVE JOINED THE CLUB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:25 PM]: it consists of me, lindsay, alicia, and now u&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:25 PM]: okay...you scare me&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:25 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:26 PM]: :-(&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:26 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:26 PM]: :)&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:27 PM]: I didn't know I was supposed to get them on today or I would have told you..cuz my mom said I was only going to get x-rays and stuff...*yeah right*&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:27 PM]: i dont think she wanted u to no.&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:28 PM]: yeah I dunno&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:28 PM]: do hey hurt?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:28 PM]: they*&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:28 PM]: sorta&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:28 PM]: yet&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:28 PM]: theyre gonna hurt more when u try to eat in the comming days&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:30 PM]: yeah at lunch I ate like nothing A) because I ate at home and B) because they hurt and Jackson went on about how none of the girls in this school eat anything and I sware I could have killed him he gets so fuckin anoying when he goes on his rant about that is' like I've herd it once already I get your point I don't need to hear it again!!!&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:31 PM]: well, u had an excuse today. youre mouth hurt. and when i went up to u in the hall and learned u got braces, he gave me a weird look&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:34 PM]: yeah I know lol I don't think he totally got what you were talking about because I think you said something like join the club or something...and the other day I was sorta talking to Lindsay when I was going to say good bye to him and I called her Mrs. Walker Texas Ranger and we started laughing and then she said there was going to be chicken at the weeding and alll this stuff lol it was so funny and Jack's just looking at me like what? and I told him never to talk to me on aim when I'm at a sleepover&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:34 PM]: or he may need thearpy...Just ask Jordy wordy, right?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:35 PM]: please dont say that name... u no i hate jordan&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:35 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:35 PM]: okay&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:35 PM]: Casey wasey&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:35 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:35 PM]: thats ok. just dont talk about jordan&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:35 PM]: okay&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:36 PM]: I think we have too many inside jokes don't you?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:37 PM]: yeah, but thats what makes the sllepovers fun. and we can freak people out when we talk about them around other people&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:37 PM]: very true..and it's not like me and Jack don't have a few of our own&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:38 PM]: yeah, so its ok&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:38 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:39 PM]: o, apparently from what susan said, the sub i had for math, was gay. he looked nerdy, but he did look a little "queer"&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:40 PM]: hmm...this is quite intresting..I had a sub for math today too and just wondering, have you ever herd a teacher say "whatever"?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:40 PM]: in what kind of voice? did he say it like a girl would say, or just straight out?&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:41 PM]: straight out&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:41 PM]: well, thats not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:41 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:42 PM]: mr volz mock says it, in a girly sorta way. its funny&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:42 PM]: lol well the sub said it today and I was like what? cuz I've like never herd a teacher say that before&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:43 PM]: lol. i haver&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:43 PM]: have*&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:43 PM]: yeah I mean..it was just weird&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:43 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:43 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:43 PM]: and we watched a video in math about "why you study math" it was really lame lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:44 PM]: it osunds lame&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:44 PM]: sounds*&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:44 PM]: yeah it was&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:44 PM]: i dont even see the point in that&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:45 PM]: yeah well it was funny you know how to play double this double that? welll Jack and Josh started doing tripple and Jack got all messed up and I was like Jack that's why we study math lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:45 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:46 PM]: see there is a reason&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:46 PM]: hidden&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:46 PM]: somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:46 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:46 PM]: yeah...somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:46 PM]: its just really hard to find&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:47 PM]: exactly I had to look long and hard for that meaning...I deserve some candy for that, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:47 PM]: yes u do. not that u could really eat it though&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:47 PM]: that dosen't matter&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:48 PM]: save it for latter&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:48 PM]: then it would get all icky&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:49 PM]: well I still deserve candy...that's all that matters&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:49 PM]: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:49 PM]: all that matters is the candy, right?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:49 PM]: yes. GO CANDY! lol&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:50 PM]: GO CANDY&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:50 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:50 PM]: now I want candy&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:50 PM]: i no, i do too&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:51 PM]: yeah but I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:52 PM]: you dont'&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:52 PM]: *don&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:52 PM]: ***don't&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:52 PM]: and i deserved it when i was the first person to turn in my orchastra permisson slip&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:53 PM]: yeah but I found the real meaning of why we study math...I think that's a bit more important&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:53 PM]: no its not!&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:53 PM]: yeah it is dude&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:54 PM]: what is it with u and calling me dude?&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:54 PM]: I dunno..&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:54 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:54 PM]: well I don;t&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:54 PM]: *don't&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:55 PM]: ok. its just that it sounds like something susan would say to me&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:55 PM]: hmm...well the last time I checked I was susan...but yeah&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:55 PM]: u mean wasnt&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:55 PM]: o right..right...&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:56 PM]: k, just making sure u didnt think u were susan. that would be scary&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:56 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:56 PM]: well if I was susan then who would susan be?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:56 PM]: u&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:56 PM]: hmm...that's intresting&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:57 PM]: yes, it would be&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:57 PM]: hmm..*thinks about what it would be like*&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:57 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:57 PM]: o, i can get to your blog again, but nowi cant getto lindsays&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:58 PM]: dude that sucks&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:58 PM]: STOP CALLING ME DUDE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:58 PM]: why?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [10:58 PM]: IM NOT A DUDE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [10:58 PM]: too bad&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:00 PM]: so..what are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:01 PM]: playng popit&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:01 PM]: oo&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:01 PM]: I was wondering why you stopped talking to me :(&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:01 PM]: cuz u called me a dude!&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:01 PM]: Casey...get over it&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:02 PM]: i will...when u stop calling me that&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:02 PM]: okay..I will&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:02 PM]: then&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:02 PM]: if you feel that way&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:02 PM]: thank you&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:02 PM]: i do&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:02 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:04 PM]: so whats up?&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:04 PM]: nm...on neopets and taking a harry potter quiz&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:04 PM]: what r some of the questions?&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:05 PM]: "You don't want to bottle up your anger like that, Harry. There might be a couple people 50 miles away who didn't hear you." Ron Hermione Fred Sirius&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:05 PM]: ron and the others are the ones you have to choose from&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:05 PM]: ther&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:05 PM]: e&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:05 PM]: i dont get it&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:06 PM]: you have to match up the quote with who said it&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:06 PM]: ooo, ok&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:06 PM]: get it now?&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:06 PM]: i think its hermione&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:06 PM]: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:06 PM]: nope&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:06 PM]: Fred&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:06 PM]: grrrrr&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:07 PM]: haha&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:07 PM]: ok, so im not up to snuff on my HP quptes&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:07 PM]: quotes*&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:07 PM]: well I am&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:07 PM]: lol&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:07 PM]: well, grrr you&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:07 PM]: haha then..I deserve candy for that&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:08 PM]: srry, i g2g to bd&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:08 PM]: ttyl&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:08 PM]: awww&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:08 PM]: okay&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:08 PM]: bye&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 [11:08 PM]: bye&lt;br /&gt;Saphira0823 [11:08 PM]: bye&lt;br /&gt;CJSbucs1 signed off at 11:09 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113660802487556432?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113660802487556432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113660802487556432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113660802487556432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113660802487556432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/to-sum-it-all-up_06.html' title='To Sum It All Up...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113651703921377561</id><published>2006-01-05T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T21:10:39.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Legend of the Pants is Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mystik Spiral: When the aliens come,&lt;br /&gt;when the death rays hum,&lt;br /&gt;when the bummers bum,&lt;br /&gt;we'll still be freakin' friends!&lt;br /&gt;When the whip comes down,:&lt;br /&gt;when they nuke the town,:&lt;br /&gt;when dead clowns can't clown,&lt;br /&gt;we'll still be freakin' friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was okay I guess...Homeroom did my science homework and talked to Josh becasue Lindsay wasn't there. Ancient Civ. went over stuff. Reading Mrs. Scortino yelled at us because half the class didn't have their articles that were due today( *coughJacksoncough*). Science was borring and I want to hurt Megan very badly. I CAN'T STAND HER. Anyway, in Art we worked on our pots again...and mine looks kind of deformed..or something..I messed something up..and I'm not sure what. Math was borring all we did was go over our homework...and tomrrow we get our hands on equations tests back...*dies*. Lindsay was back for lunch but I sat with Jack, Josh, Emily, Jen, Jordan...and other people whose names I will probably never remember. Had fun, Jack and Jordan started argueing about video games again, as always though, it just wouldn't be lunch without a fight aout video games. Language Arts was cool...I walked to chours with Lindsay and we went the wrong way so we got there late. And then Mr. Hoover yelled at everyone because we were late. Jack was late too, he started complaining that he shouldn't be late because it wasn't his fault that he was late because he got a lecture from Mr. Hartman for running in the halls and I told him that he shoudln't have gotten caught because the whole point of running somewhere in school is not to get yelled at by a teacher for running in the halls lol. Then Mr. Hoover yelled at us because we were talking lol. 9th peirod was borring more or less, did my science homework and talked to Josh. And referance to the title, The Legend of the Pants is over :(...but maybe not for long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113651703921377561?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113651703921377561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113651703921377561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113651703921377561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113651703921377561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/legend-of-pants-is-over.html' title='The Legend of the Pants is Over'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113616533599820381</id><published>2006-01-01T19:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T19:28:56.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*coughjacksoncough*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ms. Barch: Excellent job, Daria. You get an "A."&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: All right!&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Barch: Not you, you man. You get a "D."&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: All right!&lt;br /&gt;^^  *coughjacksoncough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't updated in forever!  Gotta go back to school on Tuesday...but I'm glad, it's starting to get borring around the house. Well I haven't really done that much since vacation started..worked on my book project, messed that up like 2 times Grrrrr. Read Inkheart, I didn't get to finish it though :(. I really wanted to...but I've been doing a ton of other stuff too. Went shopping a few times got the first season of Pete and Pete! I know, I know, noone knows what Pete and Pete is, so if you really want to find out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cs.indiana.edu/~jfrens/pete-and-pete/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cs.indiana.edu/~jfrens/pete-and-pete/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; there. Got my iPod for x-mas and a few other things. When I went shopping I got some cd's too, Fall Out Boy and a few others I can't remember right now. Got transfer paper and t-shirts to make cool t-shirts with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/ironons/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.the-n.com/games/ironons/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; I was going to make the Daria ones, and I love the one that says " Future Mrs. Craig Manning" and "What Would Paige Do" and the one that says "Degrassi Anti-Club Club" (and on the back) "No Meeting. No Members. No Problem."&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, Tomrrow I was planning to spend working on my book Project. I was planning to get it done before I went back on Tuesday..but the plan didn't work out that way after I messed on it when I first started...so I guess I'll just get done whatever I can tomrrow. I'd really like to finish Inkheart too...but that won't happen, anyway I'd rather just finish it this week and then on Saturday I can go get Inkspell.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113616533599820381?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113616533599820381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113616533599820381' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113616533599820381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113616533599820381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2006/01/coughjacksoncough.html' title='*coughjacksoncough*'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113520638438794923</id><published>2005-12-21T16:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T17:06:24.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The legend of the Pants Lives on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jake: What about you, Daria? How was your first day? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria: Well, my history teacher hates me because I know all the answers, but there are some interesting idiots in my class. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jake: That's great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;well today was pretty cool actually, though tomrrow's going to suck, a test in ever subject except Mrs. Scortino!...But enough about tomrrow and more about today. Homeroom was just the same, normal. Reading we went over homework and read some sort of story. In science, Casey said that he didn't have any poptarts...liar!. Then we went over homework and did a few other things. We didn't have art, we had the hoilday band and strings concert...i'm sorry but thoes things are borring. But I'm not complaing, I got to miss at leat 15 mins of Math and all of art so that's cool. Math went over homework...borring more or less. Lunch I sat with Josh, Emily, Jack and everyone. Fun for the most part. Jack got on me again  because I never eat anything and that I get the same thing for lunch every day. And I do cheder feti, gold fish and a slushie. He went on about how none of the girls in our school never eat anything. Then I asked him if he'd rather me be really, really fat, and he said no but I should eat something. Then we went on about it more and I told him to shut up about it or my slushie would end up on his head, and I was just about serious too, he was getting to be anoying. And after that Josh goes "Awww your first fight". Then I think I told him to shut up...or maybe Jack did I can't remember. But anyway looking back on it now it was kinda funny. Then they all got into a fight about video games...quite odd, we all started to yell at once basically..but that's really not anything new, it happens almost every day anyway. After lunch was Language Arts, we had our test. And I'm actually happy that we did becasue now I don't have any homework since I finished it after. Chours was fun, we sang Christmas songs. Then we got the sixth grade music class to come over with us haha. Oh yes and referance to the title Jack has falling pants syndrome again on a chours day. 9th peirod was kinda borring....normal I suppose. But all in all today was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113520638438794923?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113520638438794923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113520638438794923' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113520638438794923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113520638438794923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/12/legend-of-pants-lives-on_21.html' title='The legend of the Pants Lives on'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113483886717829537</id><published>2005-12-17T10:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T11:01:07.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The really cool school day that I was hoping was a snow day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quinn: I can't wait to see it. I just hope I don't sound stupid or anything. Not that I would. Daria: Perish the thought.&lt;br /&gt;Quinn: I just, I know that sometimes certain types of people, jealous people, might think, who does she think she is? Because I sometimes think that. But I can't let myself go on too long thinking that.&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Quinn: I mean, sometimes I'm walking down the hall with Sandi, Stacy, and Tiffany and suddenly I'm outside of myself watching, and it's like, who are these girls? Can't they talk about anything besides guys, and clothes, and cars, but then, what would we talk about? You have to be good at something. You're good at your reading and writing and stuff and you're good at your little paintings.&lt;br /&gt;Jane: They are miniscule, aren't they.&lt;br /&gt;Quinn: I figure, being attractive and popular, that's what I'm good at. Maybe it's not that important, but you know, it's what I can do. (leaves)&lt;br /&gt;Daria: Aw, hell.&lt;br /&gt;Jane: Yeah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well school has been borring for the most part...Friday we wern't delayed even though we really should have been, everyone else was.Well..I wanted to have a snow day..but I'm glad we had school becasuse it turned out being a cool day after all. Homeroom was cool, since we had to wait for all the busses to come homeroom was like an extra 20 mins so we got more talking time. Talked to Josh, Lindsay and Alex. In Ancient civ. we were supposed to have a quiz (that I didn't know about) but it's moved back to Monday...along with the homework that Jack didn't do becasue he figured we'd have a snow day. How can he &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; get lucky like that??? Reading got a bunch of graded stuff back, but not our essays :(. Before Science me and Jack beged Casey to give us poptarts...but he wouldn't! and I complained to Jack that I really, really wanted something to eat. Then he got on me because I never eat anything and then I got on him because of his grades. It was quite, funny now that I think about it, to watch us getting on eachother haha. But I can't say Jack got totally lucky with homework because we had a worksheet for science due that I'm guessing he didn't do. But anyway, we did a lab, we had to make a flow chart using our shoes and at the end Mr. Tanner came and basically sorted our shoes out and we got them back. Computer was borring...In math me and Casey got yelled at for talking and the we got told to take a green light off. Remember in Kindergarden when you had the light? you know green, yellow and red? Yeah that's what I'm talking about. Stupid. When she was giving outour hmewokr and we were packing up Casey goes to put his light away he goes "the stupid bitch told me to take a light off" haha, part of me still can't belive he said that...but it was funny lol. Lunch I sat with Jack, Josh, Emily and a few other people I don't remember. Fun. Language Arts was..borring for the most part. 9th peirod talked to Josh...and this time I actually &lt;em&gt;walked, not ran,&lt;/em&gt; with Jack to his bus...he still played extreme hallway tag with Kyle, but by the time I got there it was basically over, except for the fact that Kyle ran into me...but I'd much rather have him run into me instead of snow in my shoe. So I was happy enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;But as for Today I haven't really done much...borring really. But I figrued after I get a shower maybe I'll read. I really wouldn't mind finishing Inkheart. Maybe I'll work on my book project..hmmm...so much to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113483886717829537?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113483886717829537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113483886717829537' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113483886717829537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113483886717829537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/12/really-cool-school-day-that-i-was.html' title='The really cool school day that I was hoping was a snow day'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113468737867144536</id><published>2005-12-15T16:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:56:18.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>22/35 "Yes!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesse: Moth to a flame.&lt;br /&gt;Both: Hey...&lt;br /&gt;Trent: You've hijacked my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: Moth to a flame.&lt;br /&gt;Trent: If you don't release me...&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: It'll really be lame.&lt;br /&gt;Trent: No.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: I'll forfeit the game.&lt;br /&gt;Trent: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: My soul's waves of grain.&lt;br /&gt;Trent: I've heard that somewhere before.&lt;br /&gt;Jane: You're driving me insane!&lt;br /&gt;Trent: Too many syllables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Haven't updated for awhile...changed the layout awhile ago...hmm...Well anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In homeroom this morning talked to Lindsay and Josh...And got into a locker closing war with Nick and Lindsay..actually it's been going for a few days. But I've never had my locker closed though I always manage to get Nick's. First peirod was Spanish, kinda fun actually since we're doing colors all we did all peirod was color this picture. In reading didn't do much...Science was borring. We changed seats so I don't sit by Jack anymore :(...o well I sit by Bullmonkey so I can steal his poptarts. Art was borring...all we did was go over a really stupid color wheel paper. Math all we did was go over homework and take a quiz...I hope I did good. Lunch I sat with Jack and Bj fun. It started snowing and Andrew kept screaming "IT'S SNOWING!" got really anoying seeing as we were sitting near him. Then Bj asked the music teahcer if we were getting out early because it was snowing. He said it wasn't laying yet and then Bj said what do you know about the snow your a music teacher lol. In Ancient Civ we got our test back, if you got a 21 you had to get it signed by your parents...well He passes back the tests and Jack goes "Yes!" and so I was like did you get an A or a B and he said "No, I got a 22/35!". Me and Chris laugh so hard. Then we found out that we got out at 2:40 instead of 3:02 because it was snowing. So we go to homerooms for 15 mins then leave...I figured I'd walk with Jack to his bus. Well the walking thing never happaned....he started chasing Kyle, and I got alot of snow in my shoe...wich I was mad about...but it was fun anwyay ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113468737867144536?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113468737867144536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113468737867144536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113468737867144536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113468737867144536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/12/2235-yes.html' title='22/35 &quot;Yes!&quot;'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113374373732198922</id><published>2005-12-04T18:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T15:18:32.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;Helen - Honestly, Jake, sometimes I wonder if you know even the most rudimentary facts about our girls. How old is Quinn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;Jake - Uh, eleven... ish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;^^ Try like 16...ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well on Friday Casey, Kendal and lindsay threw me a suprise party. And let me say, I was SUPRISED! lol. Very Suprised. Before my camera ran out of baterys I managed to get these pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/IMG_0036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Isn't Kendal's room pretty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/4716d1c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Suprise!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/be7f1d72.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/e4aa8731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/noodles787554/0ae61972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well we watched tv and got online and talked to Jordan for awhile. Quite fun. But poor Jordan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then on Sunday Lindsay helped me do my book project....odd. It actually turned out okay. I think. Well the good thing is that it is DONE. D-O-N-E! DONE. That's all I'm really happy about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113374373732198922?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113374373732198922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113374373732198922' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113374373732198922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113374373732198922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/12/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113347558796001761</id><published>2005-12-01T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T20:44:17.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Helen - Jake, do you ever worry that our children are becoming strangers to us?Jake - Stranger than us? What's so strange about us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;^*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was borrig really. Nothing much happaned. In homeroom I talked to Josh and a few random people. Ancient civ I wanted to fall alsleep. Reading we had to edit our essays...that was..intresting. Science...I'm really confused, my homework was all wrong and I have zero clue why..or what I did..or how to fix it. I really should stop talking to Jack durring science..maybe then I'd understand it more. Probably not, but I suppose you do never know. Math was just that, math. Lunch I sat with Lindsay, Casey, Cat and Christine. Had fun. Cat got sick of Christine saying that she looked like a gnome or something like that, and Chrsitine said she'd stop when we were out of the cafertia. So me and her kept talking about gnomes to anoy Cat, but when we steped out of the cafertia we stoped. Just as we told Cat we would. Then had LA, we had to write stories using as many possive nouns as we could. Quite borring really. But Megan made one up that was quite odd, I'm now scard for the futre of my educating, and Jack's just scard of her altogther now and he has good right to be. In 9th peirod I talked to LIndsay mostly..and Josh some too. We talked about our video book projects. Since her mom has a video camera I'm just going to tape mine at her house. Instead of taping it as school, because the only time I can now is in the morning...and noone gets to school earlier enough in the morning for me to tape it then. Should be fun...I hope.Then I'll have to help her with hers in January...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113347558796001761?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113347558796001761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113347558796001761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113347558796001761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113347558796001761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/12/crazy-times.html' title='Crazy Times'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113314104967636579</id><published>2005-11-27T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T19:30:55.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="2" cellpadding="10" border="0"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=1321"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Which character from LOST are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;John Locke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The only man to have a full name, king of the jungle, can suddenly walk, island talks to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;amp;quiz_id=1321"&gt;&lt;img alt="Personality Test Results" src="http://www.youthink.com/quiz_images/quiz1321outcome6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;amp;quiz_id=1321"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click Here to Take This Quiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp"&gt;YouThink.com&lt;/a&gt; quizzes and personality tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Who would have thought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113314104967636579?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113314104967636579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113314104967636579' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113314104967636579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113314104967636579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/11/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113293680846884681</id><published>2005-11-25T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T10:40:08.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen - All right, Ms. Li, let me make sure I have this straight. You took my daughter's poster from her, altered its content, exhibited it against her will, and are now threatening discipline because you claim she defaced her own property, which you admit to stealing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Li - (flustered) That's not what I said at all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen - Ms. Li, are you familiar with the phrase "violation of civil liberties"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Li - I...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen - And the phrase "big fat lawsuit"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;^busted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well tell the truth I've been quite bored.Since I have nothing better to do I'll talk about school. On Wed. since we had a half day all we did was watch Nation Treasure, that movie should die. I've seen it 3 times now, twice in school and once at home over the summer. After the movie was peirod 4, art. Fun, Fun, Fun. Well sorta. I finished my project and ended up talking to James, Christne and Nacho (Ryan) for the rest of the time. I walked back to homeroom with Emily and ended up finding Josh along they way. In 9th peirod Mr. Thompson had some movie on so we didn't get much of a chance to to talk. I didn't really watch the movie...I read. Before I got on the bus I found Jack and talked to him some more, then got on the bus to go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I didn't really do much....watched tv, slept, finished my book, got online .That's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But today...Ahh yes today, is my birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.neopets.com/template_images/birthday_cake_spin.gif" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay! But I have a ton of things I have to do today. 1.  Do my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;                            2. clean my room. (you really, really don't want to see it right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;                            3.Finish my book for my project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;                            4. Start my project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;                             5. Find another book since I finished the one I was reading last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So much fun. So much.I'd rather be in schoo, then I wouldn't have so much homework..or maybe it wouln't seem like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113293680846884681?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113293680846884681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113293680846884681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113293680846884681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113293680846884681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/11/helen-all-right-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113259981055812301</id><published>2005-11-21T12:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:03:31.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Daria - I almost killed a dog yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Jane - Gonna work your way up to humans slowly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah it's been awhile since I updated..but it's not like anyone reads this anyway. Had a half day today, in Ancient Civ we watched a yet again another video. Reading all we did was get homework. Then had computer, borring. In gym played battle ball, I was on a team with Christine and Emily. Emily kept getting herself out so I was mainly with Christine the whole time. In math we just went over homework, Jack came. Lunch I sat with him and supriseingly, only him. We ended up being at more or less end of the line and the teacher just let us spred out over the last two rows or so.  After lunch we had scienc where yet again we watched &lt;strong&gt;another &lt;/strong&gt;video. But I guess I should get used to watching them, I have a full day tomrrow and another half the next day. I wish they'd just make us go two full days and have a day off instead of having half days. Though half days are nice I suppose. But now I'm home..bored. Thinking about working on homeowrk but not wanting to.  So instead I will try to find a ringtone for my cell phone..one that I actually like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113259981055812301?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113259981055812301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113259981055812301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113259981055812301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113259981055812301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/11/long-time.html' title='Long Time'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113166771559286707</id><published>2005-11-10T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T18:15:36.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>War and Silent Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. O'Neill - You know what they say, a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jane - Not if you're diabetic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;^^ True.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everythings been pretty normal. Didn't really talk to anyone in homeroom, I had to work on my LA homework. Ancient Civ we watched a video...pretty borring really. I didn't fall alsleep though so I guess that's always a good thing. Reading we just went over vocab. Wich reminds me I have to study. In Science went over homework..took notes. Art was..intresting. But I can't say I didn't learn anything, I figured out that I can't draw hats. Math was borring, we had a quiz that didn't make awhole lot of seanse to me. Lunch I sat with Jack, Ethan, Emily and Josh. Lunch was...intresting to say the least. Jack got Emily back from yesterday when she stole his candy, he got some kid (can't remember his name right now...Jack has too many friends lol) to steel her goldfish. It was so funny, they're at war now by the way. But anyway he gets the goldfish and Cole says "I'm your friend, can I have some"? then I go "I'm your &lt;em&gt;girlfriend&lt;/em&gt; can I have some"? lol. It was funny, He ends up giving some to Cole and me so I'm happy. The rest of lunch was basically spent with Jack planing about how he's going to get Emily, without getting reserve table. After Lunch was LA, pretty borring. Chours was way more fun! lol. Mr. Hoover was apparently in a good mood today, something I don't think he's been in for awhile. We sang a few songs, then he let us play silent ball. one word: FUN. or FUNNY. Jack and Ethan were in the middle I was more or less on the side. Lindsay got me out..but I didn't really care about staying in. It was just alot of fun to watch other people do stupid things. lol. In 9th peirod I did homework, read and talked to Josh, Lindsay and a few other random people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One thing before I end this: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMILY YOUR GOING DOWN! JACK WILL WIN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113166771559286707?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113166771559286707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113166771559286707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113166771559286707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113166771559286707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/11/war-and-silent-ball.html' title='War and Silent Ball'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113148943663266688</id><published>2005-11-08T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T16:37:16.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Borring or Normal you decide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;Daria - I almost killed a dog yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;Jane - Gonna work your way up to humans slowly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;^^ or at least stupid people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;Well today has been..normal or borring, I can't pick.  Homeroom has gotten more and more borring every day, ever since Mr. Thompsan changed seats around. I guess it's because he moved Lindsay and Alex away from me. Anyway, talked to Lindsay, Josh and Chris. Ancient Civ. is so borring, I allmost fell alsleep again. Actually Jack did yesterday. On Thursday we get to watch another movie *yay*, nappie time!! lol. I can actually fall alsleep then! Reading was borring...all we did was get homework! Science we got to do an expernment. I was with Taylor. That was fine. I hate art. Just for the fact that I'm not good at it. I had to get Emily to draw my lines for me at the end of class because I already messed up twice and didn't feel like messing up again. Math was..borring. I'm glad we don't have homework because if we did I woudln't know what to do because I wasn't paying alot of attention. Lunch I sat with Lindsay and Casey..more or less borring. Study Hall I got a headache and just wanted to sleep, wich I allmost did. In LA we had a test, I know I failed the back part. Then when we were leaving, there was this like wall of kids. So of course people start pushing and shoving people...well this is how it goes. I up getting pushed into Jack and then I get pushed again. In short I end up falling on the floor...I'm not sure how I got there but I did. In homeroom I played battleship with Josh. He won, though I think it was only from Alex helping him that he did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113148943663266688?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113148943663266688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113148943663266688' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113148943663266688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113148943663266688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/11/borring-or-normal-you-decide.html' title='Borring or Normal you decide'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113106416313448460</id><published>2005-11-03T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T18:29:24.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trent - All right, here's the plan. I'll sit right here with my foot on the accelerator, ready to burn rubber.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jane - Trent, pull over here and make sure you turn off the car in case you fall asleep, okay?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trent - Alternate plan. Cool.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;^^Trent &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; fall alsleep, trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well today was...borring to tell the truth. I was going to read in homeroom...but I ended up talking to Lindsay and Josh instead. Today was the day that we had to watch the stupid video that basically says "don't do drugs" "be a good kid" or whatever. I didn't like this years video much...last years much better. The only good thing about it was that we got out of 2 peirods, Science and Reading. I sat with Jack and Josh and we talked for awhile. Then we had Ancient Civ. Again we had to watch a stupid video, Jack said I fell alsleep. I think he's right. Actually I know he's right, lol. Then in tech. ed. we got to have a "party". We could bring in food and stuff but like noone did...Me and Emily got on a computer and started seeing what sites we could get on and what we couldn't. I could actually get on to mugglenet, but I coudln't get on to shurtugal, I mean there both about books, I don't see why I couldn't get on to shurtugal!!!But anway, Fun times. In math we had a test, pretty easy actually. Lunch, i sat with Lindsay and Casey. After I had LA, Jack and I got yelled at for talking...I have a feeling that we won't be sitting near eachother when we change seats next.Chours was..fun, well getting there was. Okay so I walk with Jack, we start talking then realize that we're going down the wrong stairs, so instead of going back up and down the right set of stairs, we figure it's easier to just go around the corner and down the other set.(by the way the whole time were laughing at our stupidity for going the wrong way) By this time we figure we're late so we run...we end up getting to chours with half of the class not there yet, considoring everyone is usually late, we were early anyway.  9th peirod was...borring. I worked on the design on my backpack, because I didn't have much homework. Then talked to Alex, Josh and Lindsay for awhile. Today was actually fun, missing 2 peirods in the morning, then watching a video in one was nice, we even had chours! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113106416313448460?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113106416313448460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113106416313448460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113106416313448460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113106416313448460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/11/fun-times.html' title='Fun Times'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113098437311150491</id><published>2005-11-02T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T20:19:33.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marianne - Helen? It's your daughter's teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Helen - Tell them I'll make sure Quinn turns in the assignment on Monday. Oh, and try to find out what the assignment is, and if you could get started making notes on it.&lt;br /&gt;Marianne - It's your other daughter, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Helen - Daria? Well, then, tell them I'll talk to her about her attitude, and try to find out who she insulted and what she said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;^^ who did she insult?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well Today was fine. In homeroom I talked to Lindsay, Chris and Josh. In Ancient Civ we watched some video...I nearly fell alsleep. It was borring. We didn't have a sub in reading again so we had to do our prensations, I already went on Thursday. science we had a quiz...then took notes. In tech. ed. I talked to Christine while she designed her shirt. Lunch I sat with Jack, Ethan, Emily and Josh. Had fun, Emily got all excited because she is no longer the only girl in the group! But the best part of the day was that we missed gym!!!!!!!! In 8th peirod we had to watch the really stupid Bullying video...so much fun!*rolls eyes* Well it was better than gym, though we missed 9th peirod because of the stupid video and I had homework that I could have gotten done so I was mad about that, but it was &lt;strong&gt;WAY&lt;/strong&gt; better than gym, so I'm happy enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113098437311150491?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113098437311150491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113098437311150491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113098437311150491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113098437311150491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/11/marianne-helen-its-your-daughters.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113061812427516787</id><published>2005-10-29T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:35:24.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ms. Li - Did you really think you were going to get away with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jane - Well, it would be stupid to say "yes" now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;^^ Jane is right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/2621"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/witches/sabrina.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;^^Well at least we all know what I truly am now huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I haven't really been doing anything today. I did read &lt;em&gt;Eragon&lt;/em&gt; for awhile, I didn't finish it yet though. Watched Rocko and catdog...got bored...got online...pretty much my day lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113061812427516787?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113061812427516787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113061812427516787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113061812427516787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113061812427516787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113052273488905321</id><published>2005-10-28T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:05:34.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trent - You did the right thing coming to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria - Sorry we woke you up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trent - Don't worry about it. It was bound to happen sooner or later&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;^^ Just like Trent to be asleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You are most like &lt;strong&gt;Arya &lt;/strong&gt;you are a swordsman or woman of great renown and are second to no one! At the same time, you are an unsurpassed wielder of magic, vastly intelligent and wise. Any queen or king would be lucky to have you as an asset but you are also independent in nature and follow no leader blindly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You are most like &lt;strong&gt;Brom &lt;/strong&gt;You are indeed wise and experienced! You may encounter foes along your path and you are definitely brave enough to face them. However, you are wise enough to know when you can avoid a fight and save your energy. Your keen ability to think on your feet, resourcefulness, and ability to make allies are skills invaluable in any conflict. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;^^ I haven't taken&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;this quiz&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in awhile, I usually get Saphira a few times, or Eragon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But anyway, I haven't really done anything today..I read Eragon for awhile...then watched tv. I'm not sure why I'm updating when there isn't anything to talk about. I guess I'll just read today...maybe try to clean my room? Well okay probably not lol. I'll finish &lt;em&gt;Eragon&lt;/em&gt; then maybe I can start on &lt;em&gt;Eldest&lt;/em&gt; or something....I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113052273488905321?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113052273488905321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113052273488905321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113052273488905321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113052273488905321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-113044447791678338</id><published>2005-10-27T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T15:21:18.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Jane - You know, nobody said the message had to be positive. I'm going to do something that really represents student life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Daria - Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Jane - And tell the truth about how much it can suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Daria - Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Jane - To blow away the story-book fantasy about how great it is to be young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Daria - Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Jane - And you're going to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Daria - No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt;^^ why would she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well this week as been pretty...borring really. Talked to Alex and Lindsay in homeroom this morning. In reading we got our projects back, I got a 97%. Alot better than I thought I was going to do. Then we had to split up into groups for our &lt;strong&gt;very, very, very, stupid &lt;/strong&gt;group projects. Noone in our group was doing what we were stupposed to be doing. So I figured it they got to have fun and talk and do whatever they were doing, I'd make my own fun. I sat and read for like 10 mins or so untill we all got told off for not doing what we were supposed to be doing. Then in Science, we played a review game...I payed attention for awhile but lost intrest soon. It was intresting and all but....I just didn't really feel like it after awhile. I mean hell the boys won both games anyway, so it's not really like the girls had a chance. I mean really, &lt;strong&gt;everyone is so damn&lt;/strong&gt; stupid it gets anoying after awhile. So I read, again, for like the last 10 mins of class, and noone cared, I had much more fun reading than paying attention anyway. In tech. ed. I worked on my project, it's one of thoes twirly wind thigys. Cat made a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cool shirt, and Christine got done her twirly wind thingy. As stupid as it sounds I kinda wish we did have school tomrrow, only for the fact that I'm going to be so damn bored. Well Ethan gave me &lt;em&gt;Eldest &lt;/em&gt;back....so maybe I'll just spend the day reading that. Or I could start on &lt;em&gt;The Penultimate Peril, the twelth Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/em&gt;. But anyway, in 9th peirod I just read &lt;em&gt;Eragon&lt;/em&gt; more or less...I didn't really have much else to do, no homeowork or anything. I don't know what I'll do this weekend...probably be bored and sit hear at the computer being bored.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-113044447791678338?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/113044447791678338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=113044447791678338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113044447791678338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/113044447791678338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to Normal?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112999539599505124</id><published>2005-10-22T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T10:36:36.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, What a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marina - Daria? What about your goal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria - Um, I don't have any.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marina - Oh, come, Daria. You must have some goal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria - My goal is not to wake up at 40 with the bitter realization that I've wasted my life in a job I hate because I was forced to decide on a career in my teens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;^^ totally agree, that's one of my favorites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well your all probably wondering what actually &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; happen this week right? For thoes of you who just want the short version, your not going to get it. Yes, I know how hard it will be so hard to read the whole thing *rolls eyes* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well I guess the whole thing started in 9th peirod on Monday. Josh had been on me to tell him who I liked for a few days or so. And okay, Josh isn't the kind of person that I'm just going to hand that out to, but he knows everyone I like now...however he does. But anyway, he said he knew someone who liked me and that if I told him who I liked, he'd tell me who liked me. I said yes..I figured that if Jordan was good friends with him then it would be okay. So I'm sitting at my desk and he comes back...and he starts telling me who likes me &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"he's tall, in your class, curly hair..." At that moment I knew who he was talking about. Jackson. He liked me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think at first I didn't belive him, then he asked if I liked him...sitting there still in shock I said yes. Josh gets all excited and says he's going to tell him. That gets me freaked...for some reason I didn't want him to tell him..not yet anyway. I told Josh to wait untill tomrrow, I don't think he really got why. Hell I didn't either, but that's the way it went. I didn't tell anyone that Jackson liked me. I went home, Jordan of course wasn't online. So I turn the sound on my speakers up loud and put my away message up. I remember it said something like:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JORDAN IM ME LIKE 9798797987987 TIMES WHEN YOU GET ON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yeah I was more that a little freaked huh? I go upstairs and &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to sleep untill I hear the little dig thingy that means Jordan (hopefully) IMed me. He gets on and I tell him everything. He says I should ask him out. I'm just about dead set against it, and Jordan knows. So he says I have to ask him out or he won't talk to me anymore. What a friend, huh? So I go to school the next day and I do ask Jackson out, he says yes, of course. Josh told me latter that day that he was going to ask me out anyway so I didn't really have a choice. I do like him, don't get me wrong. But I was so &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ready for it. I sit with him at lumch that day, Lindsay wasn't a happy camper about that. But Casey didn't really care...well she never said anything to me about it lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;*************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday we went on a feild trip, art muesam. I missed the bus that morning, so mom had to drive me in. That morning I guess Lindsay found out that I was going out with Jack, then asked her if she would mind if I sat with him on the bus. She wasn't &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;happy about it but she let me. Untill about 9 or so everyone just sat around and talked. Alex had his mp3 player and we all kept trying to steel it so we could listen. Then it's time to leave, it's already set up who Lindsay would sit with. We go down to the loby, I meet up with Jack and we get on the bus. Our luck all of the good seats are taken. We end up sitting in the front, behinde Ethan. The ride up was great, I had a blast talking to Jack and Ethan. We get there, get split up into groups, then go on the tour. Okay, the art dosen't mean crap to me right now so I'm not going to take the time to explain that. Lunch rolls around soon enough. I find lindsay, I promised to sit with her after I wasn't going to on the bus. I got done eating quick, then ran off to find Jack. Lindsay got mad because I left her with Christne and Cat, wich I saw no problem with. But I found Jack, he was sitting with Ethan, Josh, Emily and a few other random people. I talked with him and everyone for awhile, then ran off to find Lindsay again. I found her then, Jack came. Jack, Lindsay and I walked around togther awhile.[okay Jack didn't really walk with us, he was chasing Bj for some reason I can't remember] Then we went on basically another tour after lunch, at the gift shop I met with with Josh, Ethan, Emily and Jack again. Then we all got on the bus to go back home. I sat with Jack again, Ethan was beside us. And I again had a blast. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not really sure, what else there is to say about the week. Lindsay's getting better with Jack benig around, I haven't sat with him at lunch since tuesday, and that made her happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Kendal, neo didn't have a dancing Ixi. These are the coolest Ixi's I could find:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.neopets.com/template_images/ixi_shadow_juggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.neopets.com/template_images/ixi_green_juggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.neopets.com/template_images/ixi_red_juggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.neopets.com/template_images/ixi_yellow_juggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;--I like Bruces better!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112999539599505124?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112999539599505124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112999539599505124' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112999539599505124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112999539599505124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/wow-what-week.html' title='Wow, What a week'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112975366069862717</id><published>2005-10-19T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T20:42:43.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, Okay, so I haven't really "updated"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;Kevin - All right! Field trip! (leans over to Daria) Where are we going, man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;Daria - The field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;Kevin - Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;^^ Just Kevin being stupid...again...like always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update more latter.....tonight....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah, yeah, I know I haven't &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;updated yet this week. And I should have, alot has been going on, and when I say alot I mean alot. But for now I will leave all of my readers to enjoy a dancing Bruce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.neopets.com/template_images/bruce_disco_dancing.gif" /&gt; &lt;--cool huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112975366069862717?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112975366069862717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112975366069862717' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112975366069862717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112975366069862717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/okay-okay-so-i-havent-really-updated.html' title='Okay, Okay, so I haven&apos;t really &quot;updated&quot;'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112958919912142794</id><published>2005-10-17T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T17:49:46.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Helen - Daria, is anything wrong with Quinn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Daria - If this weren't a school day, I might have the time to begin answering that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;^^ ha that's like asking me what's wrong with the just about all of the kids in my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I stayed up late last night working on my Autobigraphy project, and I hate the way the whole thing turned out. But as far as I'm concerned she could have given us more time to work on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;This morning in homeroom I didn't really do much...tried to read &lt;em&gt;Eragon &lt;/em&gt;but it didn't really work, I started talking to Lindsay instead. In reading we were supposed to be doing this group project thing. Well amazingly in my group we &lt;strong&gt;actually did what we were supposed to do.&lt;/strong&gt; It was amazing lol. And we even got done early so we had time to talk. In science we got new seats, I don't really like where I sit. It's with Josh, I mean okay I like Josh enough, but 2 peirods a day of him is just enough for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;In tech. Ed. the car our group (Cat, Christine and me) made didn't do too bad...okay our car was just plain bad. It only surrived one impact, the side. When we were about to do our last crash Cat had Christine go in and get &lt;em&gt;Eldest&lt;/em&gt; so she could bless the car in the Ancient Language,she said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;Atra esterni ono thelduin/Mor' ranr Lifa unin hjarta oonr/Un du evarina ono vard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Or: May good fortune rule over you/Peace live in your heart/And the stars watch over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Nothing else really happend for the rest of the day. But in 9th peirod we had to do the stupid "team actvity" again. And, the really stupid thing is that we could have gotten away without doing it, some stupid person reminded him. This week our group actually got done, so I read...well &lt;em&gt;tried &lt;/em&gt;to read. I guess today wasn't a bad Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p.s. Lindsay if your reading this...I doubt you are, but just in case: &lt;strong&gt;update your xanga!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112958919912142794?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112958919912142794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112958919912142794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112958919912142794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112958919912142794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-another-monday.html' title='Just Another Monday'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112916850941013206</id><published>2005-10-12T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T20:55:09.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oddly Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tad - Daria? Oh, Daria, I'm scared!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Daria glances at the parade, where a cutesy kitty float is going past)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Daria - So am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;^^Yeah I'm agreeing with Daria, I'm scard too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; (Tad is this kid that Daria babysits. Daria finds Tad when he gets seperated from his parents at the carnvial that she got stuck in while going to the store to get milk.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm..today. Well in homeroom I talked to Lindsay and Alex, Chris wasn't hear again. In Social studies I very, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;nearly fell alsleep again. Okay first of all I have it in the morning, first peirod when I'm still half alsleep and the content of the class is &lt;strong&gt;BORRING&lt;/strong&gt;. After I got out of that I went to reading then sci. and then I got to go to my favorite class of the day Tech. Ed!!!  Deon was being anoying &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; I sware the next time someone uses the hot glue gun, he gets it. In math...I got lost..I have no idea what the hell that teacher is talking about. But it dosen't really matter...as long as I can pass the test lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then it was lunch time. Lunch was...borring...like any other lunch I suppose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then after lunch was LA then I had chours, as usual me and lindsay were late. But Mr. Hoover dosen't really care. Chours was...just chours just..the same. Normal. Then it was 9th peirod, I didn't really do much just read &lt;em&gt;Eragon.&lt;/em&gt; I sware I'm &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; going to get a chance to finish it, I mean I don't really get a chance to read when I get home...well except before I go to bed and watch Degrassi. But then I'm to tired to read.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112916850941013206?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112916850941013206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112916850941013206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112916850941013206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112916850941013206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/oddly-normal.html' title='Oddly Normal'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112899427113236293</id><published>2005-10-10T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:52:06.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Casey, Eragon and the "team actvity"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Jodie - Thanks for the ride. My parents will meet us up there after the new members' brunch at their club. My father's been on the waiting list for three years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Daria - Remember, no matter what happens on this ride you've already waived your right to sue me for confining you with lunatics.^^ that one was just plain funny if you ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What is there to say about today...hmm...well okay first of all Chris was back today. In homeroom I read &lt;em&gt;Eragon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;Also, guess who I got to read &lt;em&gt;Eragon&lt;/em&gt;? Casey!! Yes, Casey has came to the realization that she needs to read it...mainly just to understand what I'm talking about half the time..but on the other hand she needs to read it just because it's one of the best books in the world! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;In ancient civ. we had a test, and after I was done I read for the rest of the peirod. Every other peirod was the same...In tech. ed. we didn't really do much because we finished our project now..so we didn't really have anything to do. But we Christine started calling random people in our class stone heads (in dwarven may I add) it was funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;In homeroom we had to do this stupid "team actvity"..the whole thing is stupid, apparently at the end of the year we're going to play some sort of triva game with everything we learned all year..&lt;strong&gt;STUPID. &lt;/strong&gt;So we had to start making up the questions...okay I was in a group with Chris and this other kid..whatever his name was. Okay so the other kid started putting really stupid things down. &lt;strong&gt;People really piss me off when they do that I mean its like just put the right thing to begin with then we won't have to change it in the end, it's less work&lt;/strong&gt;! So then Chris has to go somewhere..don't ask me where.. and the other kid goes to the bathroom...guess what?&lt;strong&gt; LEAVING ME WITH ALL THE FUCKIN WORK. &lt;/strong&gt;So I fix the answers that kid put down then I start to make up the other ones and then Chris comes back and does the rest of it for me. happy ending...not really the next time that other kid is going to pay for not&lt;strong&gt; NOT DOING A THING . &lt;/strong&gt;Lindsay got to go with Alex and have alot of fun...&lt;strong&gt;not fair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112899427113236293?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112899427113236293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112899427113236293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112899427113236293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112899427113236293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/casey-eragon-and-team-actvity.html' title='Casey, Eragon and the &quot;team actvity&quot;'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112863580294541854</id><published>2005-10-06T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T17:21:17.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jake - Daria, why aren't you on the tennis team? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Daria - Because it's classified as a sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Helen - Speaking of sports, Jodie, do you know Kevin Thompson? He and Daria did a science project together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Jodie - Oh, sure. Kevin's great... (softly to Daria) ...at smashing beer cans with his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Helen - I don't know why Daria doesn't hang around with him and his gang more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Daria - For the same reason I don't sleep with my head packed in ice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;^^ Yeah Kevin is the kind of person who should have failed preschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Not much happaned today, got midterms I'm doing good so far two B's and the rest A's. Chris hasn't been in school all week...LUCKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tomrrow I have gym, and we have to run the mile, o joy! that should be fun *rolls eyes*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm just going to make this post short, because I have a load of homework. I'll try to update more this weekend or something like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also, Casey you can no longer call Mike an idiot!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112863580294541854?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112863580294541854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112863580294541854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112863580294541854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112863580294541854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/few-things.html' title='A few things..'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112837448502064643</id><published>2005-10-03T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T16:26:36.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back by Casey's demand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well by popular demand I have decided to update my blog!!! Okay, Okay...there isn't really any &lt;em&gt;demand&lt;/em&gt;....but Casey has been getting on me to update forever so now I have! And I bet everyone wants to read the exciteing adventures of Maria right? umm...probably not, seeing as noone ever comments :'(....but on with this update for now.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria: There's no sadder sight on this earth, than a football player trying to think.&lt;br /&gt;Jane: Who said that? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria: I believe it was Jefferson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; ^^ I totally agree, wich leads me right into the question of the day, how did Deon get on the football team?, better yet how did he make it past pre-school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;                But anyway over the weekend I went to the Renaissance Faire, had a blast by way!.. But then there is school....yeah fun huh? not really. My book project was due today and I got back 2 of my tests. Did better than I thought I would....and another test tomrrow that I have yet to study for. Started my next book project, I'm already 100 pages into the book! though, it's so easy it isn't funny, But thats nice then I can take all the time in the world to do the rest :-D. In LA we got new seats...I sit next to Josh and across from Jackson. I &lt;strong&gt;can't stand Josh. &lt;/strong&gt;Don't ask me why I just can't stand the kid. But Jackson I like, he's cool [one of the few, few, people in class I would say that about]. Well okay one good reason I can't stand Josh: He &lt;strong&gt;always &lt;/strong&gt;gets the class into trouble, or he's one of them anyway. Example: Today we did something in groups and we got done so we were supposed to read our books untill everyone else was done. Josh just sits there, trying to act all "cool" wich is just plain stupid, then we had to stay after class because he started talking to Ryan and then Shayne started talking....so then &lt;strong&gt;everyone else&lt;/strong&gt; started talking. Nothing much else has been going on really...still didn't get our math tests back..though I'm not sure I &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to know what I got. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;                                        But Casey since your sad that I've rarely meantion you in my blog hear you go: I'm talking about you? Do you feel loved and Special now?Casey alos has changed the color of her braces, they are now &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lime Green!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[the coolest color in the world!] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And since I have yet to do Kendal's quiz hear you go:....umm..okay take that off your list I seem to have misplaced the quiz in my inbox...so latter yeah I'll just put it up hear latter..[umm..that is if I ever find it]&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      &lt;/strong&gt;Tomrrow I have gym! yay!...*rolls eyes*, by now you know how I feel about gym so I don't think there is any need to continue right? Though I have, also tech. ed. wich I do actually like! lol, it'll be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also, I hope you feel better Mike!...even though I highly doubt you'll ever read this...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112837448502064643?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112837448502064643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112837448502064643' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112837448502064643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112837448502064643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-by-caseys-demand.html' title='Back by Casey&apos;s demand!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112794302833980871</id><published>2005-09-28T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T16:34:57.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Stupid on your own time, not on mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Daria - Let's see... nobody talked to me again this week, I wasn't invited to any parties for the weekend, and I think I'm getting one of those really painful cold sores. So all in all, another great week&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I found a bunch of Daria quotes on my computer from awhile ago that I haven't looked at for awhile so I figured I'd start posting one when I update my blog. ^^ that one is one of my favorites alonlg with a few others I'll post in the next few updates. Well today was a pretty good day actually, homeroom I read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Also, I finished Jinx on the Divide yesterday! Yeah I know it took me long enough...I started Woman in the Window, it sounds pretty good. Its about a girl who lives in this really big house with her mom and her two sisters, and apparently she is &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;shy. She builds secert rooms in the house, years go by and her family forgets that she even existed. On the back it says that one day She finds a mysterious note in a crack in the wall, and Anna must decide whether or not to come out of hiding. I haven't gotten to that part yet but I think its comming up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;umm..anyway back to school. In social studies I very nearly fell alsleep, I sware it was &lt;strong&gt;so borring. &lt;/strong&gt;I have a feeling that I'm very nearly going to be falling alsleep in class every day, if I hadn't sat in the front row &lt;strong&gt;I know&lt;/strong&gt; I would have been alsleep. Every other peirod was just...the same as usual. Hold on I forgot 7th and 8th. Okay so we go in and were told to make a test about what were doing because we have a test tomrrow in our groups, sounds easy enough right? &lt;strong&gt;NOT. &lt;/strong&gt;First of all Steph and Andrew kept fighting about what the answer was, then Brandon was just sitting there half the time when Andrew and Steph wern't fighting. Okay because me and Brandon were the ones who were supposed to come up with the questions, we couldn't really do much half the time because steph and Andrew were supposed to be writing the test and the answers. Yeah well its like this: &lt;strong&gt;I'M FED UP WITH ALL OF THE STUPID PEOPLE IN THE WORLD. I MEAN HOW HARD IS MAKING UP A TEST AND AN ANSWER KEY???!!! I'M FED UP WITH BEING IN GROUPS IN CLASS AND BEING THE ONLY ONE IN THE GROUP WHO EITHER KNOWS WHAT THE HELL WERE DOING AND THE ONLY ONE WHO EVER DOES &lt;em&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/em&gt;, BECAUSE &lt;em&gt;IF I DON'T DO IT&lt;/em&gt; THEN OUR GROUP GETS A BAD GRADE, AND I'M NOT GOING TO GET A BAD GRADE FOR SOMETHING THATS REALLY AN EASY ONE TO GET IN THE FIRST PLACE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Now for 8th peirod. I had &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Chours! yay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Chours was fun, well alot more fun than 7th peirod lets say. We did all the usual stuff...I was late as always, but Mr. Hoover never cares, he lets us be late :P lol. And thats about it for Chours...well as far as I remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[By the way since 7th peirod Chris was freaking our because he lost his expandable folder]&lt;/strong&gt; Well in 9th peirod, Chris tells me that he lost it and so I start thinking about where hes been going. I asked him if he had cheeked where we had study hall yet, and he said no. But he doubts it's there. He goes and looks, comes back with it. He was &lt;strong&gt;so happy&lt;/strong&gt; lol. I told him to go and look, but he didn't belive that it would be there! Then he bothered Lindsay and we talked for awhile...then we went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;And now I'm updating my blog...for no reason that I can think of. But I'm about to starve to death, so...I'm going to go do what you do when your starving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/quote/277.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#003333;"&gt;Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- unkown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;^^ I agree, be stupid on your own time not in school!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;for now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;That. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112794302833980871?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112794302833980871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112794302833980871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112794302833980871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112794302833980871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/09/be-stupid-on-your-own-time-not-on-mine.html' title='Be Stupid on your own time, not on mine'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112776644286527017</id><published>2005-09-26T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T15:27:22.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Invader Zim Will Rule the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well amazingly I did get to work on my book project on Friday! nows the time to be scared I &lt;em&gt;actually &lt;/em&gt;did something I said I was going to do lol. But I didn't finish Jinx on the Divide like I was hoping too, I mean it really sucks I didn't have anything to read this summer [well okay I did have a few things like &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter 6 &lt;/em&gt;and Eldest, but that was like it, and yes I could have re-read like my entire book shelf but I didn't really want to re-read anything] and because I didn't have any money and as soon as I go back to school I get money to buy books but I don't have time as much time to read them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But anyway, today was a pretty good day and really I didn't mind Mondays as much as I usually do. In homeroom I talked to Lindsay...Even though I had &lt;em&gt;really, really, really, really, really &lt;/em&gt;wanted to read, I had a study hall so I read then instead...The rest of the day...Was...Boring...More or less. Then in math Mrs. Rustel moved our stupid chapter quiz to tomorrow first it was supposed to be last Thursday then it was Friday, then on Thursday it became Monday and then on today Tuesday. I am so sick of her moving it I mean its like this lady, WHEN YOU SAY WE'RE HAVING A TESTER QUIZ WE HAVE IT, YOU DON'T KEEP PUSHING IT BACK!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then during 9th period Chris started bothering Lindsay again...It was funny. After, Chris and Josh started arguing about who would take over the world first: Invader Zim vs. Care Bears...I was with Chris &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INVADER ZIM WILL ONE DAY RULE THE WORLD!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;......odd I know, but it was funny. Everyone's talking about the dance..I'm not even sure if I was going to go...Depends on a few things....Maybe...Maybe not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;p.s. Like the color? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112776644286527017?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112776644286527017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112776644286527017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112776644286527017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112776644286527017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/09/invader-zim-will-rule-world.html' title='Invader Zim Will Rule the World'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112743782087332985</id><published>2005-09-22T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:10:20.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What color is your Dragon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shurtugal.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shurtugal.com/images/dragons/blue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your Dragon?&lt;br /&gt;www.shurtugal.com&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I'd share that ^^ with you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;But anway...tomrrow we have a half day! Though I don't really get out of doing school work my book project is due soon and I haven't really stated much on it yet I have &lt;strong&gt;"planned"&lt;/strong&gt; to work on that most of the afternoon...umm...yeah I &lt;strong&gt;"plan"&lt;/strong&gt; to work on it meaning I probably won't even though I &lt;em&gt;should.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112743782087332985?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112743782087332985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112743782087332985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112743782087332985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112743782087332985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-color-is-your-dragon.html' title='What color is your Dragon?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112716101987258691</id><published>2005-09-19T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T15:16:59.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>See my point?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I sware school never ended today and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;when homeroom came I didn't have anything to do except read wich I didn't really &lt;em&gt;mind &lt;/em&gt;doing...but I didn't really want to, all I &lt;strong&gt;wanted &lt;/strong&gt;to do was go home. While I'm talking about reading I finished &lt;em&gt;Dragon Rider&lt;/em&gt;!!!! I know, I know, it took me like 2 weeks but o well I started &lt;em&gt;Jinx on the Divide &lt;/em&gt;last night and got to read a good chunk of it at school in study hall...well okay I &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;homework to do, but its like whats the point of having free time in the middel of the day and not enjoying yourself?? I mean when you were little and you had recess you didn't go outside to work on school stuff did you?, see my point. Tomrrow is going to suck...gym... again. I think we get to start playing actual soccer games now...But hey at least I don't have computer! so I don't have to listen to Mr. Miller talk about a bunch of stuff I already know. Soccer and Gym should both die. Hope and pray that it rains tomrrow, or friday I'm not picky. Well I have a headache and a mound of homework since I didn't do any in study hall..so,  That. Is. That.                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112716101987258691?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112716101987258691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112716101987258691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112716101987258691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112716101987258691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/09/see-my-point.html' title='See my point?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112647877317908772</id><published>2005-09-11T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T17:46:13.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some ground rules..A:Never take me into a bookstore, unless of course you have money to spend. B: Never let me look at CD's uless you have money.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay I now realize that anyone who read my last post is thinking "Who the hell is Daria" so I'll give a bit of an explantion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="addLinkTextToHref(this);" href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Daria+Morgendorffer&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'s first incarnation was as an occasional character in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="addLinkTextToHref(this);" href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Beavis+and+Butt-head&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beavis and Butt-head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, where she formed a female, intelligent foil to the two dunderheads. In her &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="addLinkTextToHref(this);" href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Eponym&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eponymous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; series, Daria became more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="addLinkTextToHref(this);" href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Angst&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angsty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; to some, she's the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="addLinkTextToHref(this);" href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Poster+child&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poster child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for 'teen misfit.' Voiced by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="addLinkTextToHref(this);" href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Tracy+Grandstaff&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tracy Grandstaff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, Daria is a bespectacled, plain, highly intelligent, unfashionably dressed, and seemingly cynical teenage girl who is portrayed as an icon of sanity in an insane household, with her vacuous, fashion-obsessed sister Quinn and career-obsessed parents Helen and Jake. While much of the show is a vehicle for Daria's droll &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="addLinkTextToHref(this);" href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Deadpan&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deadpan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; monotone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="addLinkTextToHref(this);" href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=One-liner+joke&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one-liners&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, a recurring plot element in early seasons is Daria standing up to misused authority, leading some fans to conclude that her apparent &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="addLinkTextToHref(this);" href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Cynicism&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cynicism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; is only skin deep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But anyway, today I didn't do anything really. Went to Target to get Lindsay a birthday gift and had no clue what to get her. Casey [GRRRRRR] already got her what I was orginaly going to get her...so I walked around the DVD's and CD's for like 20 mins trying to figure out what to get.  I ended up getting her a Happy Bunny calendar, I sware shes obessed with Happy Bunny. But anyway I got her that and a gift card....I didn't feel like going to the mall and trying to find something because I knew I wouldn't. But then I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;find something I wanted, I ended up getting myself a cd, wich I wasn't supposed to do.  I got myslef Coldplay's old cd and I love it!!!! [and hey it was only like $11 I mean come on how could I let that go by???] But then I went to Borders and okay &lt;em&gt;I was only supposed &lt;/em&gt;to get one book..but somehow one turned into three and then that turned into four. So I ended up spending like $45 the whole day, and in fact [except for lindsay's gift] I was only suppposed to spend $17 or $18 on myself. And then I was supposed to send for a Shurtugal T-shirt and a Harry and the Potters cd. So now I only have $5 left but thats okay...I'll just have to wait &lt;em&gt;longer &lt;/em&gt;for my Shurtugal.com T-shirt and Harry and the Potters cd..o well I knew I shouldn't have told myself I was going to buy something lol. But I'll buy it in time, don't worry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going to hate tomrrow I have computer class again AND gym. I mean okay maybe I shouldn't totally hate computer class but it just gets old, I mean the teacher acts like none of us have seen a computer before. It just gets old. I mean what he takes 42 mins to teach I could probably do in about 10 mins or so. Its just like you know some of us actually know how to use the computer!!!!!!!. But I guess gym will be O.K. as long as I don't get yelled at for my shoe flying off I'll be happy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but for now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112647877317908772?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112647877317908772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112647877317908772' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112647877317908772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112647877317908772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-ground-rulesanever-take-me-into.html' title='Some ground rules..A:Never take me into a bookstore, unless of course you have money to spend. B: Never let me look at CD&apos;s uless you have money.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112639727775675372</id><published>2005-09-10T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T19:07:57.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To be Daria or not to be Daria, that is the question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/1353"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/how_daria/less-daria.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that thing knows me too well if you ask me. Its just a little to &lt;em&gt;weird &lt;/em&gt;for my taste...or maybe just a little too true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112639727775675372?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php' title='To be Daria or not to be Daria, that is the question'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112639727775675372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112639727775675372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112639727775675372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112639727775675372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-be-daria-or-not-to-be-daria-that-is.html' title='To be Daria or not to be Daria, that is the question'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16559997.post-112629932314222517</id><published>2005-09-09T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T16:17:18.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Returning once again</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;So today was umm...okay I suppose. This morning on the bus I actually got a half decent seat, I mean I wasn't like falling off of it into the asile for once. Though Lindsay complained because she didn't have a good one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;In homeroom I got to read &lt;em&gt;Dragon Rider &lt;/em&gt;I actually haven't gotten to read it that much lately...o well I can probably get it done in awhile. In reading we went over homework then got the rest of the time to read!...and most of the other classes were the same..in science we took notes then we had Computer class....wich was the stupidist thing on earth I mean the teacher acted like we'd never seen a computer before, it was so borring. Then we had lunch, sat with Lindsay and Casey as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After lunch I had LA and gym. Hated gym we're doing soccer. I ended up getting yelled at because my shoe kept flying off when I kicked the ball...screw the gym teachers they don't give about your any good at sports or your on a team. After that was homeroom....borring...mostly. Got all of my homework done excpet math. Then got on the bus to go home. one word:&lt;strong&gt;EMPTY&lt;/strong&gt; it was so nice without the all the 6th graders, I mean for once we have enough seats and noone had to sit 3 in a seat or stand....too bad theres not party every friday...ahh well we get our party soon, I still can't decide if I'm even going to go to it. I didn't go last year....Its like everything else, trust me, &lt;strong&gt;I'll end up doing it, for whatever reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but that is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16559997-112629932314222517?l=noodles23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/feeds/112629932314222517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16559997&amp;postID=112629932314222517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112629932314222517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16559997/posts/default/112629932314222517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noodles23.blogspot.com/2005/09/returning-once-again.html' title='Returning once again'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15736131544674448146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
